MY DUMBFOUNDED
CHANCERY
Angels are only found in cake, I was
told; and the Magistrate was dripping
in sweat. Here were the examples of
all that putting down - people hating
other people, ring-stains on the wood-
topped tables, cigarettes ashes burned
like stub-marks on a pencil-singed wood.
Anyone looking around would get delirious
from not looking around as well. It was a
broad tendency, like snow being general
all over Ireland. Father McCarthy knows.
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