‘Here you, Pottiswick. They had asked her to come to the first of the two great annual Fadden Dances, the October one, and Ann Veronica had accepted with enthusiasm. “Holy shit!” Giggling and snickering was amplified by asbestos tiles and reverberated by metal desks. I merely mention these circumstances to show the accuracy of my information. Coffee à la Turque wasn't so bad; but a guy couldn't soak his breakfast toast in it.
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