Sentence examples for commingling with the from inspiring English sources
And instead of fans watching from seats that cost more than a regular chump's weekly salary, the spectators are the hungry clutches who have called "next," commingling with the ghosts of those taken out by the brutality of the real game.
Who are these brave souls, so committed to the beat that they risk commingling with the swaths of Momfred and Snus enthusiasts?
To go with them, try a plate of chicken thighs roasted in the heat of a covered grill, smoke commingling with the tint and flavor of paprika to create, thanks to caramelized honey, a sort of crust that complements the texture of the fruit.
This week has already brought an example of that commingling, with the director Phyllida Lloyd ("The Iron Lady") guiding the actress Fiona Shaw in an audacious theatrical appropriation of the poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge, performed alongside the young dancer Daniel Hay-Gordon in the bowels of the Old Vic Tunnels (in conjunction with the Young Vic Theatre).
Individual faecal samples were collected on arrival to the experimental facilities at the NVI, prior to the commingling with the seeder pigs or the introduction to the contaminated pens, respectively (Day 0).
However, one of the S Cubana seeder pigs had a history of constant faecal shedding in all the 23 faecal samples collected during the eight weeks prior to the commingling with the naive pigs [ 9] and continued to shed S Cubana in five of the eight faecal samples collected during the study period of two weeks.
As he leafed through the notebook, Wheeldon shook his head, amazed to find the ridiculous commingled with the sublime.
Many Jewish radicals drifted over from the nearby Lower East Side with its own lively cultural scene and commingled with the Village bohemians.
With American Marines and naval vessels heading for Libya, the ferment in Yemen and elsewhere added to the already volatile mix of passions that have commingled with the initial exuberance of the so-called Arab Spring.
Gone, too, are the clickety-clicks of the wheels of chance beside the tables of rosary beads; the vendors hawking cups of foamy beer; the aroma of sausage commingled with the faint whiff of the mob.
