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  • Then Billyboy, rozz Billyboy that I couldn't get over, said to this young millicent that was like holding on to me and that I did not know:

    Where's the show?

  • So I gave it to them, and I had this shorthand milicent, a very quiet and scared type chelloveck, no real rozz at all, covering page after page after page after.

    Where's the show?

  • All the time we were sirening off to the rozz-shop, me being wedged between two millicents and being given the odd thump and malenky tolchock by these smecking bullies.

    Where's the show?

  • The one who had hold of me, going: "There there there," just by the front door of the Public Biblio, him I did not know at all, but it seemed to me he was like very young to be a rozz.

    Where's the show?

  • We'd left them alone near three months now and the whole district had been very quiet on the whole, so the armed millicents or rozz patrols weren't round there much, being more north of the river these days.

    Where's the show?

  • And then we arrived at the stinking rozz-shop and they helped me get out of the auto with kicks and pulls and they tolchocked me up the steps and I knew I was going to get nothing like fair play from these stinky grahzny bratchnies, Bog blast them.

    Where's the show?

  • So I scrambled down, very stiff and sore and not like real awake, and this rozz, who had a strong von of cheese and onions on him, pushed me out of the filthy snor - ing cell, and then along corridors, and all the time the old tune Joy Thou Glorious Spark Of Heaven was sparking away within.

    Where's the show?

  • So now, slooshying this fearful shoom of the rozz - van, I belted for the front door and had a rabbiting time un - doing all the locks and chains and bolts and other protective veshches.

    Where's the show?

  • He was not too well shaved for a rozz and you could viddy like patches of dried sweat on his shirt under the arms, and you could get this von of like earwax from him as he came close.

    Where's the show?

  • "Aha-a-a! precizely ac-rozz the street from Mme. Alexandre!" said the hostess.

    The Flower of the Chapdelaines

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