I hunched my shoulder, I picked my backpack up again and I started walking.

I hunched my shoulder, I got my backpack and I went on to the University of Wisconsin.

The DNA didn't say Hey, it is better to be walking than to be kind of hunched back

That's the man I see in those quiet moments late at night, hunched over his desk, poring over the letters people have sent him.

I rushed in, and there was Corky, hunched up at the easel, painting away, while on the model throne sat a severe looking female of middle age, holding a baby.

When she returned he was still standing there, like a man of stone, his back hunched, his collar turned up, his dripping hat brim turned down, hiding his face and ears completely.

For the moment, however, they are tearing their hair out. They are delivering less patient care as they spend more time hunched over their laptops, inputting data that add nothing, currently, to their productivity.

When I got back old Chiswick had gone to bed, but Bicky was there, hunched up in an arm chair, brooding pretty tensely, with a cigarette hanging out of the corner of his mouth and a more or less glassy stare in his eyes.

I remember so well, so vividly, as though it was yesterday the first time, when I was going through the vegetation, the chimpanzees were still running away from me, for the most part, although some were a little bit acclimatized and I saw this dark shape, hunched over a termite mound, and I peered with my binoculars.

And there is this idea that the apes somehow changed into a human being. and I've seen this in multiple contexts and even inside of biology classes and even in the scientific community they'll say oh the ape evolved into the human or the ape evolved into the pre human the guy that almost stood upright, you know, the guy that was a little bit hunched back, he looked a little bit like an ape and a little bit like a human and so on and so forth.