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Dubliners - Joyce, James ยท 74 words
He felt his great body again aching for the comfort of the public house. The fog had begun to chill him and he wondered could he touch Pat in ONeills. He could not touch him for more than a bob and a bob was no use. Yet he must get money somewhere or other. he had spent his last penny for the g.p. and soon it would be too late for getting money anywhere.
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