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You do not, in general, have to hand it to the man.

“I want to hand it to my parents,” Sasaki said.

You’ve got to hand it to my parents, for as many times as they were forced to watch and hear “Harriet the Spy” playing in our house, they never perceived Harriet’s questionable antics as a detriment to their son’s spongy mind.

All around him, workers are cutting the leather into the right shape to hand it to the machinist.

You have to hand it to Trump for his diversity in hiring: billionaires, personal attorneys, sycophants and Fox News entertainers are all represented.