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Ulysses - Joyce, James ยท 72 words
Devil a much, says I. Theres a bloody big foxy thief beyond by the garrison church at the corner of Chicken lane old Troy was just giving me a wrinkle about him lifted any Gods quantity of tea and sugar to pay three bob a week said he had a farm in the county Down off a hop of my thumb by the name of Moses Herzog over there near Heytesbury street.
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