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Ulysses - Joyce, James ยท 41 words
BLOOM. Pawing the heather abjectly. O, I have been a perfect pig. Enemas too I have administered. One third of a pint of quassia to which add a tablespoonful of rocksalt. Up the fundament. With Hamilton Longs syringe, the ladies friend.
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