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Gasoline Alley is the second solo studio album by the British singer-songwriter Rod Stewart. It was released in June 1970. It is included in the book 1001 Albums You Must Hear Before You Die. Originally released in the UK on the Vertigo label, it was re-mastered and re-issued in 2008 by a Russian reissue label, Lilith Records Ltd. It is a collection of covers combined with Stewart's own compositions.

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Sprinkle definition, to scatter (a liquid, powder, et. in drops or particles: She sprinkled powder on the baby. Sprinkle, scatter, strew mean to fling, spread, or disperse. To sprinkle means to fling about small drops or particles: to sprinkle water on clothes, powder on plants. To scatter is to disperse or spread widely: to scatter seeds. To strew is to scatter, especially in such a way as to cover or partially cover a surface: to strew flowers on a grave. Related formsin·ter·sprin·kle, verb (used with object), in·ter·sprin·kled, in·ter·sprin·kling. pre·sprin·kle, verb (used with object), pre·sprin·kled, pre·sprin·kling

As verbs the difference between sprinkle and spread is that sprinkle is (lb) to cause (a substance) to fall in fine drops (for a liquid substance) or small pieces (for a solid substance) while spread i. .is that sprinkle is a light covering with a sprinkled substance while spread is the act of spreading or something that has been spread. Other Comparisons: What's the difference? Spread vs Sprinkled.

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