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Basement in sentence

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I'll hear things like an extra room in the house, the basement, the coffee shop, the library.
I'm talking about the robot girlfriend, the dream of one lonely geek in a windowless basement who vowed one day: "I am going to marry my creation."
"Death cleaning" is the Swedish term for clearing out your closets, your basement and your attic before you die, so your kids don't have to do it later.
And his father used to go down into the basement to tap on the sides of casks of wine to determine how much wine was left and whether to reorder.
We've gone from being three of us working in the basement at MIT while we were still in graduate school to about two-dozen of us working in an initial production facility outside of Boston.
So we put this in the basement, and we got really serious about food, like serious experimentation.
They're normally backroom or basement hardware service providers, but they need to be elevated to software strategists.
In the 19th century, if you had a basement lab, you could make major scientific discoveries in your own home.
He said he could hear the party in the kitchen, but he felt like he was always trapped in the basement, in his own little world, wanting to be part of the party but not able to walk upstairs.
They ushered me down a narrow set of stairs that led to this dirty, dimly fluorescent lit basement.
After a lamppost flew by, my family and I sprinted into the basement.
My Internet broke one day, as it occasionally does, and the cable guy came to fix it, and he started with the dusty clump of cables behind the couch, and he followed it to the front of my building and into the basement and out to the back yard, and there was this big jumble of cables against the wall.
They've dug a basement, and they've built a spy center to try and run algorithms and figure out which ones of us are troublesome, and if any of us complain about that, we're arrested for terrorism.
I was in Silicon Valley, and so writing a thesis in the basement didn't seem as interesting as starting my own company.
More recently, Thomas Schelling gives the analogy of a homeowner who hears a rustling in the basement.
But do remember when you were a kid, and you kind of sifted through the pile in your basement, and you found that big 24-dot brick of Lego, and you were kind of like, "Cool, this is awesome.
I made the tough decision of going home after graduation and not going up to Capitol Hill, but going down to my parents' basement and making it my job to learn how to paint.
And if I wanted to paint on people, well, I was a little bit embarrassed to bring people down into my studio and show them that I spent my days in a basement putting paint on toast.
Well, many of you have the image, don't you, of the spotty teenager sitting in a basement, hacking away for notoriety.
The image that comes to your mind is probably more likely of a pasty kid sitting in a basement doing something mischievous, or of a shady criminal who is trying to steal your identity, or of an international rogue with a political agenda.
So with these ideas in mind, I sprinted out of my basement lab at work to my basement lab at home, which looked pretty much the same.
They tied her up in a basement and starved her.
He goes down to the basement and starts to check the wiring, and then gradually works his way up to the top of the building, apartment by apartment, checking every television, checking every connection, hoping to find out what this problem is.
These are stills from film footage that was saved by someone who was supposed to destroy it but didn't, and kept it in their basement for the last 40 years.
That's why we had a barrel like this down in our basement, filled with cans of food and water.
We don't have to hoard cans of spaghetti or go down into the basement.
The only hope of getting to a survivor way in the basement, you have to go through things that are on fire.
So, desperate and freezing cold, I found a large rock and I broke through the basement window, cleared out the shards of glass, I crawled through, I found a piece of cardboard and taped it up over the opening, figuring that in the morning, on the way to the airport, I could call my contractor and ask him to fix it.
Or in another generation, some kid in his basement in Estonia?
The Real Number Infinite Hotel has negative number rooms in the basement, fractional rooms, so the guy in room 1/2 always suspects he has less room than the guy in room 1. Square root rooms, like room radical 2, and room pi, where the guests expect free dessert.
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