I checked, and apparently I used it correctly in yesterday's offering. Adjective in this case, "murky yellow or gray". Interesting agreement between words and I. They'll often pop up, no conscious effort, and insert themselves on the page. More of a feeling that I have associated with the word as opposed to the meaning, but when I check the meaning, it's always right. Or at least not catastrophically wrong.
Nice gift, thanks god.
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