Refresh for a new fortune!
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/ The Priest's grey nimbus in a niche \
| where he dressed discreetly. I will not |
| sleep here tonight. Home also I cannot |
| go. |
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| A voice, sweetened and sustained, |
| called to him from the sea. Turning the |
| curve he waved his hand. A sleek brown |
| head, a seal's, far out on the water, |
| round. Usurper. |
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\ -- James Joyce, "Ulysses" /
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