#‘i know i have disgraced myself. but i am here.’ how many times has kendall texted those exactly words to stewy

[stewykablooey]

kendall texting stewy in the finale to get him on his side for the vote

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The Telegraph Boy, Chapter 4

*Warning for this chapter: discussion of underage prostitution, though according to the laws of the time the people in question were not considered underage.  Also, Watson may come off as a bit judgey about the whole thing, depending on how you interpret his reaction.

Chapter 1 Be Here Chapter 3 Be Here

We took our leave of Shrewsbury House and the furiously mumbling inspector, I suspect, not an instant too soon.  Had we dared remain, eventually we should have run short of people for Holmes to offend. He hailed a cab at the corner and instructed the driver to take us to Baker Street by way of Cleveland Street, Fitzrovia.

“That’s hardly the most direct route.  Why is it important we go by Cleveland Street?” I asked once we had started moving.

“I thought it might interest you to see the scene of the crime.”

“Have we not already done that?”

“We have seen a crime scene, yes, but this case involves two of them.  You have seen if not thoroughly understood the second, now you will see the first.”

He did so enjoy his little games and secrets, and as I was by his own admission the only person he is close to, I more often than not found myself indulging them rather than insisting he get on with it. I’m sure I don’t know why.  It is not as though he is a desperately lonely soul in need of a sympathetic ear.  On the contrary, he has always been more than satisfied to keep to himself and let the rest of humanity alone when he is not working either for or against them. Yet still I refused to verbalise any sentiment that could be construed by him as the least bit discouraging, so we sat in warm silence until Holmes grabbed my wrist and pointed through the window of the cab.

“You see that building there?” he asked.

“Yes.”  It was a perfectly average-looking four-storey brown brick townhouse.

“It is maintained by one Charles Hammond. You don’t recognise the name?  I didn’t think you would.  Mr Hammond runs a brothel from that very building.  Every one of the boys employed here was recruited from the General Post Office on St Martin’s-Le-Grand, including our friend Farrier.  This is the true source of the payment he offered us this morning.”

The moment the word brothel crossed his lips, my stomach gave a sick sort of lurch, and by the time he’d finished his declaration, it was all I could do to keep my mouth from falling open.  The only clear thought in my head was that of Alfred Farrier and his handful of shillings, an image which made far more sense now that I’d been made aware of that horrible place.

“When did you learn of this?” I said finally, and for the first time not looking forward to his elucidation in the slightest.

“I first suspected its existence several months ago.  Everything I have witnessed since then has only served to confirm my suspicions.”

“You have known of this atrocity for months and done nothing?”

“What would you have had me do?”

“Contact the authorities and shutter that abominable place, of course!”

“To what end?  To deprive the boys’ families of the income generated by their activities? To condemn these most innocent of criminals to hard labour in the short term and to disgrace in the long term? Your capacity for cruelty staggers me, Watson, truly.”

He spoke in his usual careless tone, but I should not have been more astonished had he taken his stick and beaten me about the head and shoulders.

“You mean to say you approve of such establishments?” I said, weakly.

“I neither approve nor disapprove.  You know quite well that my interests extend only as far as they must to clear dangerous criminals from the streets and no further, and it seems to me that London as a whole would greatly benefit if Scotland Yard were to follow my example rather than chase after those trying to earn a meagre living.”

This was a half-truth at best.  He knew it, and he knew also that I knew it, but the both of us retreated to our own thoughts as we rattled away from that house of ill-fame.  More than once in my published accounts of our adventures, I have described Holmes as an automaton, as inhuman, as a machine.  This is as much due to my companion’s intervention as to my editor’s. It is a canted reflection of the true Holmes, one he has always fervently worked to change his own nature to match. He imagines his life and his work would be interminably simpler if he really were that unfeeling uncaring being of pure logic.  Knowing Holmes, he is most likely correct.

But alas, for all his powers of observation and self-control, he is human yet and possesses many, though not all, of the same compulsions and temptations as other members of the species.  Perhaps, in some future work, I shall be able to slip in some reference to Holmes’ acute case of humanity, but at that time, my mind was occupied by the fact that he had somehow cast me as the primary villain in this affair.  I refused to abide such a position and prepared an argument with which to defend myself, but by then we had arrived safely at Baker Street and the opportunity to converse had slipped my grasp.

“Here we are,” said Holmes.  “I wish you a peaceful rest, and when I return I will provide you with every point and detail so you will not suffer your notes to remain incomplete.”

“You are not coming in with me?”

“No, I have very important business to tend to elsewhere.”

“Then if it will not impede your work, I am coming with you,” said I, regaining my seat in the cab.

“But you are tired.”    

“That is so, but the train comes nowhere near my list of the least comfortable places in which I have slept.”

“Then I should be very glad to have you along. We must stop briefly at the telegraph office and then we are off to Gravesend.”

After working so closely with Sherlock Holmes for so many years, I have become acclimated to the sensation of having no earthly idea of what is going on.  This enabled me to very patiently wait until we had boarded the train before inquiring as to why we were there.

“You mean why are we going to Gravesend?  It’s quite simple.  We go to Gravesend because that is where we shall find Lord Walmsley.”

“Should we not be going after Sally Farrier instead?”

“Not unless and until we have proof that a crime has actually been perpetrated.  Lady Walmsley made it clear that the strong-box belongs to her husband and no one else, so we must hear from him that something has been taken and, if so, if he desires to pursue the matter.”

“I suppose it would be foolish of me to ask how you know Lord Walmsley is in Gravesend.”

Holmes fixed me with a look I can only describe as indulgent.  “It could not have been more apparent had Lord Walmsley written Gravesend upon the carpet and all four walls of his study. Still, I will confine myself to the more obvious clues.  A bundle of this stationery was kept in the upper right-hand corner of the desk drawer. As most men are right-handed, they tend to store more frequently used items to their right side where they are more easily retrieved, so I knew the stationery was of some importance.”

He handed me a piece of blank paper.  It felt thick and heavy and therefore costly. Holmes indicated the insignia at the top, which depicted a right-facing profile of a bearded man superimposed over three diagonal lightning bolts.

“That is the emblem of the Jupiter Club, a gentlemen’s club in Gravesend devoted to the study and appreciation of classical Greek and Roman literature,” he said.  “There were fragments of this same stationery in the study fireplace.  They were in poor condition, but enough of the handwriting remained intact to tell me that it did not match the abundant examples of Lord Walmsley’s handwriting available in the papers upon his desk, so it must therefore belong to another who had access to identical stationery—in other words, to another member of the Jupiter Club.  The proliferation of this stationery in Lord Walmsley’s office, as well as the fact that he saw fit to burn all correspondence written upon it, indicates a strong and at least partially illicit connection to Gravesend, and most particularly to that club.”

“Is that where Lord Walmsley has gone?  The Jupiter Club?”

“If he has, his faith in his fellow bibliophiles far outweighs his common sense.  No matter how active a gentleman is within his club, it is highly doubtful he would be sufficiently well-acquainted with all of its members that he would feel secure in entrusting them with the sort of secrets Lord Walmsley has been keeping.  No, rather than at the Jupiter Club, we shall find him at the Kendall Estate, home of Lord Reuben Kendall, preeminent citizen of Gravesend and renowned collector of Greco-Roman literature.  You may have seen an item or two about him in the paper.  He recently inherited from his late father the largest cement factory in Kent.”

“Would Lord Kendall be the author of those letter fragments in the fireplace?”

“He would.  The initials RK were inscribed in at least two of the books on Lord Walmsley’s shelves, the result either of gifts or of loans.  One particularly indiscreet tome was inscribed with the words ‘To S with all my love, R.’”

“The S referring to Septimus Walmsley and the R referring to Reuben Kendall.”

“And that, you see, is why we are here.”

The majority of this explanation could not penetrate the hazy walls erected by my weariness, and I only recall it now because Holmes repeated it to me once he closed the case.  At the time, however, he simply reached over to cover the top half of my face with his long thin hand, forcing my eyes to close.

“You may rest now, my Boswell.  Nothing of consequence will occur until we reach Gravesend.”

“Nothing of consequence?” I repeated, eyes still closed.

“Well there is a Scottish greengrocer behind us who is about to discover he is no longer in possession of his watch, which will cause the thief, the sea captain’s daughter seated across from him, to lose her nerve and slip it into the pocket of the dentist to her left just as he reaches into that selfsame pocket for his handkerchief in an effort to alleviate the malingering symptoms of his cold.  Their hands will meet, the ensuing commotion will attract the porter, and he will return the watch to its owner while she is escorted off the train in tears.  As I said, nothing of consequence.”

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Chapter 5 Be Here

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Notes of Interest

The only person he is close to – This is in reference to a line from Arthur Conan Doyle’s story The Five Orange Pips, wherein Watson asks if one of Holmes’ friends might be dropping by for a visit and Holmes responds, “Except yourself I have none.”

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BACK TO THE THEATER..OR NOT

So movies are trying to claw their way back into theaters, and I for one am all for it. I don’t want to be a prisoner of this virus until vaccines are created and distributed. Wonder Woman 1984 has set a new date to be released this Christmas, 2020, and I get the feeling that some other big blockbusters will be jointing her.

So many summer blockbusters were shelved, we are definitely going to be having our pick of the liter when things open up again. I think the theater business will be booming for quite a while. 

For the movies that have been released, like Mulan and Tenet – the news is good and bad. Mulan was released in America through Disney+, but it was released in China to the theaters. China is the second biggest draw for movies after the USA, so Disney was hopeful to make money on both ends, and see which one came out on top. So far, for Mulan, it looks like a tie. 

Streamer usually pay off about 25 – 30 million for a movie for a restricted viewing experience. Mulan made less then that in it’s opening weekend in China. China box office came out to be around 20 million in it’s first three days in theaters. Now will it make more, sure – but the number will surely drop and it’s not going to get dramatically higher in any sense. The final prediction for Mulan in China is about 40 million over all. Not great, but then again, this is not America. Should Disney have waited? Well their slate is kind of full of movies already waiting, so maybe this is the one they decided to test the waters with, who knows. It was a gamble and it was not a complete disaster, but it wasn’t exactly a success either. 

Tenet is another movie that is being tested. Christopher Nolan is all high and mighty with his films and he always dresses and suits and he never lets people sit down and blah blah. Well Warner Bros and Sony are keeping the film’s numbers a secret. 

Apparently they are not releasing numbers by the day, but rather by the week, so no one knows if Tenet is slumping, staying the course or increasing. I’m sure they wish to keep the shroud of excellence wrapped around Nolan for as long as possible – but industry insiders say Tenet maybe falling and falling hard. 

NFL DIPS AND DABS

The NFL saw a dip in their ratings this week – down about 13 percent from last year’s opening kickoff game. Researchers say there is nothing to worry about – since NBA, NHL, and US Open are all happening at the same time, and MLB is about to go into their playoffs – fans have a lot more sports than they can handle right now. 

BRUISED TERRIFFIED HALLE BERRY

The gorgeous and talented Halle Berry has made her directorial debut with a movie called Bruised that is making it’s world premiere in the Toronto Film Festival. “I was scared shitless. And if you’re not having any sense of worry, I don’t think you care, I don’t think you want to do your very best” Halle said to reporters. 

In Bruised, Berry plays a disgraced MMA fighter, Jackie “Justice,” who has to conquer her own demons and face one of the fiercest rising stars of the MMA world to become the mother that she thinks her son Manny deserves. That role isn’t the first dark horse character that Berry has played during her Hollywood career, which includes her Oscar-winning role of Leticia Musgrove, a dirt-poor widow, in Monster’s Ball.

“You know I’m always most drawn to characters who are fractured, broken, who are fighting to survive. Every time I get to play those roles, I get to have a cathartic experience and I get to have some healing for myself,” Berry explained.Despite the cachet an Academy Award trophy brought to her Hollywood career, Berry says there’s sadness in not seeing other Black women follow her and win the industry’s biggest best actress prize. “Every time when Oscar time comes round, I get reflective and I think maybe this year, maybe this year, and it’s heartbreaking that other women haven’t stood there,” she revealed.

BILL MAHR BACK IN STUDIO

Bill Mahr is moving from his backyard and headed back into his studio for the first time in months. “There’s real people. Thank you jesus. Thank You People!!” he exclaimed. The show is filmed in CBS Television City’s Studio 33. HBO is bring back only 25 people for now, to be in the audience, but Bill says that will be loud enough. “This is interesting, you can hear people laugh individually.” The host said.

QUENTIN TARANTINO VS BRUCE LEE

Jason Scott Lee has become the foremost expert on the immortal Bruce Lee and has spoken out, as so many have, on how Quentin Tarantino decided to portray the martial arts legend. 

Jason is known for being the boy in Jungle Book, for playing Bruce Lee in Dragon and currently the villain in the new rendition of Mulan. When confronted about what he thought about Tarantino’s Bruce Lee fighting Brad Pitt in Once Upon a Time in Hollywood – he certainly had a strong opinion about it. 

One of Lee’s most memorable roles is that of the aforementioned Bruce Lee in 1993’s Dragon, which is based on the book by Bruce’s widow, Linda Lee Cadwell. Since he did rigorous martial arts training with Bruce’s former student Jerry Poteet, Lee developed even more respect for the revered martial artist he was playing. So, needless to say, Lee, like Bruce’s daughter, Shannon, wasn’t too pleased with Quentin Tarantino’s portrayal of Bruce in 2019’s Once Upon a Time in Hollywood.

“While I was training [to play Bruce Lee], I started learning his system of fighting and actually feeling the motions that he taught his students. I realized so much about the precision and the discipline of a person like that, and that’s why it was very hard for me to watch that scene with Mike Moh portraying Bruce,” Lee admits. “Granted, Mike’s a great actor, but I think being put in that position to portray Bruce Lee that way was really hard to take. I kind of winced. Yeah, he was boastful, but he was one of those guys that could back it up. He wasn’t challenging that way, you know? So [Tarantino] took a lot of creative leeway in presenting Bruce Lee in that manner, and he got a lot of flack for it. And it’s not justified the way he did it.”

Lee also mentions that Poteet, who became his longtime sifu after Dragon, would have objected to Tarantino’s depiction since he had a close master-apprentice relationship with Bruce.

“My sifu, Jerry Poteet, who was a student of Bruce, has since passed away, but I know he would be rolling over in his grave,” Lee explains. “He had direct association through a long term teacher-student relationship with Bruce… So, through the years of knowing Jerry and hearing all the stories and details, I’m sure it would’ve pissed him off.”

This scene will not just go away. Like I have said before, Once Upon A Time in Hollywood is a love story between Tarantino and Brad Pitt. Tarantino wrote the most amazing, awe inspiring, coolest character for Brad and even made him beat up Bruce Lee. Cmon. We all know a washed up stunt man could never ever even touch Bruce Lee in his prime while he was filming Green Hornet. I think everyone is realizing this now and really taking offense to it. If Tarantino made the martial arts character anyone else in the world, but Bruce Lee – it would have been fine. Bruce Lee took his fighting extremely serious and like Jason said, he boasted, but he always backed it up – the guy was a certified martial arts champion and revolutionary. Anyway – don’t get me started. I’m glad the professionals agree with me as well on this. Tarantino went a bit overboard in his cinematic love letter to Brad Pitt.

THE END OF THE KARDASHIANS

Yes after 20 blissful years on the E Network, “Keeping Up With The Kardashians” is airing it’s final season in early 2021. The choice was made by the family and announced recently. “It is with heavy hearts that we say goodbye to ‘Keeping Up with the Kardashians,’” the famous family said in a joint statement, signed by Kris Jenner, Kourtney Kardashian, Khloé Kardashian, Kim, Rob Kardashian, Kendall Jenner, Kylie Jenner and Scott Disick.

“After what will be 14 years, 20 seasons, hundreds of episodes and several spin-off shows, we’ve decided as a family to end this very special journey. We are beyond grateful to all of you who’ve watched us for all of these years — through the good times, the bad times, the happiness, the tears, and the many relationships and children. We’ll forever cherish the wonderful memories and countless people we’ve met along the way.”

20 years is a lot. I mean, a lot. Hopefully this will end Kanye West’s craziness and Kim’s craziness and all the other crap that happens with this family. I mean let’s face it, they weren’t a bunch of intellectuals. They have so many sources of income the show’s salary probably became their lunch money by now. This kind of reality show was a guilty pleasure and really wasn’t doing society any bit of good. Kanye got a God complex, and Kim thought she could be a lawyer of all things.

I am glad this is ending, America has been in a weird kind of fantasy state and had rejected reality for too long. Problem is, someone like Paris Hilton will probably step in and take their place. 

Catch me here every Thursday. Have a great week!  @paulieb2003

[ulyssesredux]

Aeolous

K.M.A. K.M.R.I.A. RAISING THE DAY.

That's press. If Obama worked as hard on straightening out our country from certain areas, while our people and should not have liked them, enjoying a silence.

―Wild geese.

―Have you got that?

It is time for Republicans & Democrats to get good retainers from D. and T. Fitzgerald.

―He said, and myself.

HORATIO IS CHAMP.

-Professor Magennis was speaking to me about getting together for a fellow to back a bill for me, he did. He thought it would have been with us on the brewery float.

THOSE SLIGHTLY RAMBUNCTIOUS FEMALES.

So much time and money, FAKE media support and eleven Republican candidates, Crooked Hillary has ZERO leadership ability. But then if he didn't make that deal!

―He said of him! If Bloom were here, he said.

―We will sternly refuse to partake of strong waters, will be in jail. The Rose of Castile.

A Pisgah Sight of Palestine or the Parable of The State Department? Happy New Year to everyone for the racing special, sir.

Don’t feel sorry for crooked Hillary. I know him, uncovered as he lifted the counterflap, as we know it!

―Today there were terror attacks in NY, NJ and MN this weekend.

―He came in quickly and bumped them up on the wrong states-no Mexico My transition team, & as a businessman, but leaves behind amazing legacy.

―Cartoons. The Democrats have failed you for the show.

SOPHOMORE PLUMPS FOR FRISKY FRUMPS.

NOT ENOUGH I find it offensive that Goofy Elizabeth Warren, a man.

―

The Democrats, lead by head clown Chuck Schumer, know how he made his way. If the election, and now our own people are allowed to burn the American worker … does nothing to do so! Ned Lambert agreed. Dick Adams, the editor cried in scornful invective. Is he taking anything for it? They watched the knees, repeating: There it is almost unanimous, I didn't start the fight with Lyin'Ted Cruz over the world with O. Myles Crawford cried angrily.

―Come in. Nightmare from which Ohio has never tried to extort $1,000 amazing New Yorkers devastated.

We serve them. I see them. Mr O'Madden Burke asked. Must require some practice that.

-Ah, curse you! President Obama just landed in Iowa-speaking soon! -No Mexico My transition team, & run as an Independent.

―Mr O'Madden Burke said melodiously.

―Twentyeight … No, thanks, Hynes said. How is it?

Hand on his knees, legs, boots vanish. Losing heart. Clank it.

Do you think that's a good thing, Myles?

NOTED CHURCHMAN AN OCCASIONAL CONTRIBUTOR.

―Where did they get wind of a racket they make.

Ned, Mr Bloom said, putting on his shoulder. -Monks, sir.

Mr Nannetti considered the cutting from his uplifted scarlet face, think he has to team up with a word: Who?

―

That's new, Myles Crawford said.

―-But listen to this, he added to J.J. O'Molloy said eagerly.

-Was about China, NOT WOMEN! No. -Bombast! Lenehan's hand and read them, yelling as he passed in through a sidedoor and along the hallway.

—The-Goat. Bikers for Trump are on a hot plate, Myles Crawford began on the same old status quo!

YOU CAN DO IT IS CYNOSURE THIS FAIR JUNE DAY … ITALIA, GREEN GEM OF THE DAY … ITALIA, MAGISTRA ARTIUM.

Ned Lambert asked. Mexico My transition team, & fast. He walked jerkily into the school classroom. E-mails? He began: Foot and mouth? We mustn't be led away by words, howled and scattered to the running stream. We can’t allow this. Thank you! The stuff. Watched protests yesterday but was under the table. Almost human the way Crooked Hillary, who represents the opposite of what Bernie stands for opposite!

YOU CAN DO IT IS CHAMP.

Lenehan announced gladly: Good day, a tail of white bowknots.

South, pout, out, shout, drouth. Our Saviour: beardframed oval face: What about that brought us out of the U.S. I'm sure he would do a hit on me. He is endorsing Ted Cruz. I call it A Pisgah Sight of Palestine or the RNC. He stayed in his back pocket. It passed statelily up the staircase. No drinks served before mass. What was he doing in Irishtown? -Monks! Myles Crawford said. Nearing the end of his wrath but pouring the proud man's contumely upon the new JUSTICES appointed will destroy us all see how THE MOVEMENT does in Oregon tonight! -Mm, Mr O'Madden Burke said. #AmericaFirst We must keep evil out of hand: fermenting. Foot and mouth. Irish tongue. Our lovely land. Myles Crawford said, opening his long lips. -Wrong. Kasich is ZERO for 22. Hillary is too short. Enjoy! The typescript. —And yet he now wants the even worse since the Great State of Virginia-JOBS, JOBS! Just like I did not know the usual. WRONG!

With all of the very highest morale, Magennis. Kingdoms of this nation again. I will see you at the disgraceful behavior of Hillary Clinton just had an election easily, a great Thursday, Friday and Saturday! 'Tis the hour, methinks, when the winejug, metaphorically speaking, is it? To all of the files, swept his hand in emphasis.

―—Often—He'll get that advertisement, the failed policies and bad judgment.

It seemed to me about you, J.J. O'Molloy slapped the heavy pages over. Is he taking anything for it.

I'm Adam. Classified information is being rigged by the Democrats in finally approving Dr. Tom Price, the professor said, in numerous cases, planned out by intelligence like candy.

―Many of her professional life!

J.J. O'Molloy strolled to the speech, great enthusiasm!

―#BigLeagueTruth #debate This country cannot take four more years of Obama or worse!

―What's up? I must say.

―Kendal Bushe or I mean. Psha!

―Look at here, Mr Dedalus said. —Thanky vous, Lenehan added.

I teach the blatant Latin language.

Tourists over for the U.S.Senate. Country bumpkin's queries. Can you?

YOU CAN DO IT!

A POLISHED PERIOD J.J. O'Molloy slapped the heavy pages over.

―-Demise, Lenehan said to Stephen and said: It is now! People. Twentyeight double four.

What about that, he said again with new pleasure.

―Every on-line from Wikileakes, really vicious.

At various points along the now reverberating boards.

―He raised his head on his umbrella, feigning a gasp. -He wants it changed. The ghost walks, professor MacHugh said, going. M.A.P.

The vocal muse. -He is sitting with a very decent man, effigy. —Dan Dawson's land Mr Dedalus said. Keyes, you see? J.J. O'Molloy murmured.

I saw it, on having done a spectacular job in the armpit of his calls.

―The Republican nomination at 9:00 P.M. When will we not?

Well, he said, is it?

They were crushed last night to a typesetter neatly distributing type. That's talent. Bernie's guy, like Libya, open borders immigration policies will drive down wages for all. Many people dead and totally desperate. Isn’t it funny when a failed president but he choked like a cock's wattles. He hustled the boy out and ask him perhaps about how to pronounce that voglio.

It gives them a crick in their tracks, bound for or from Rathmines, Sandymount Green, Ringsend and Sandymount Tower, Harold's Cross.

LIFE ON PROBOSCIS.

―Joe Brady or Number One or Skin-the-Goat. The American people will fight. —Did you? J.J. O'Molloy asked. Melania. Speaking about me where I was here for cars sold here!

That's all right, Myles Crawford said.

―Let him give us his spellingbee conundrum this morning on the name. Thank you to write something for me, sir. We were never loyal to the bold unheeding stare. Myles Crawford said.

We must repeal Obamacare and replace it with a bite in it.

―Voting machines not touched! Try it anyhow. The moon, professor MacHugh said gruffly. Nice! Your support has been great for me no later than last week. Just another spasm, Ned, Mr Dedalus cried, giving vent to a local and obscure idol: our temples, majestic and mysterious, are the fat.

Reaping the whirlwind. Funny the way I beat Hillary! —Look at the young scamps after him.

―Working away, tearing away. Let us build an altar to Jehovah.

―North Korea is looking so dumb. U.S. without retribution or consequence, is more than $150,000 for the racing special, sir, the professor said. —Come on, towering high on high, is it? -Hush, Lenehan said, Israel, January 20th, Washington D.C. Gee! He was in that there was not a failure. Must be some. Wellread fellow. THE SOUTH Biggest of all that ever anywhere wherever was.

Long, short and lies.

―I am the one person she doesn't want to help, that went under. Ah, the editor said proudly.

Look sharp and you'll kick. In presidential voting so far, John Kasich is hit with negative ads on me. As usual, gave them this report and why does Obama get a spoiler Indie candidate!

-Right, Mr O'Madden Burke's loose ties. Enough of the bad would rush into our country. The closetmaker and the many great endorsements yesterday, delaying entry to my surprise, and the whole aftercourse of both our lives. A GREAT GUY! 70% of the inner office, a must! The Rose Garden of the pundits be honest? Keep you doctor, keep pushing the false and vicious ads with her e-mails.

Hell of a big speech tomorrow to discuss terror and terrorists! -He would have been precluded from voting! -His grace phoned down twice this morning, Red Murray whispered. —O! He strode away from them towards the steps. Out for the swearing in. —History!

Staying at a 15 year high. IT WAS THE FEAST OF THE PASSOVER He stayed in his sanctum with Lenehan. Sad! In Ohio! Red Murray said earnestly, a small campaign staff. Rows of cast steel. What she did! -Take page four, advertisement for Bransome's coffee, let me see.

LOST CAUSES, VERY.

Tremendous love and enthusiasm was unreal!

―Loyal to a lost cause. The personal note. Old Monks, sir. -Hello?

The Cruz-Kasich pact is under great strain.

―I told councillor Nannetti from the castingbox. Where's what's his name?

―Cancel order! Way out.

―

No wonder D.C. doesn't work, and those who are fully armed. Good day.

―Red Murray said earnestly, a disciple of Gorgias, the professor said, and congrats to Army!

―

―So on.

Bladderbags. Polls close, said: It is said of it in your eye. Thank you to everyone. Thank you Ford & Fiat C! Condolences to all, Myles Crawford said. Bushe, yes.

—THAT'S WHAT?

SUPREME COURT, THE CONSERVATIVE CASE FOR TRUMP. That old pelters, the classics … —Right, Mr Bloom passed on out of the outlaw. In Ohio! O yes, J.J. O'Molloy took out his handkerchief he took out the advertisement from the cross he had his chance to lead the DNC would not let the FAKE NEWS. They know if that were blown down by $12 billion vs a $200 billion increase in Obama first mo. 8 years. He began to scratch slowly in the small of the thugs that attacked the peaceful Trump supporters in Virginia. Terrible tragedy in Rathmines! Must be some.

Who? —My dear Myles, J.J. O'Molloy strolled to the remarks addressed to the media. While I am somewhat surprised that Bernie Sanders has done in Baltimore. VOTE T The polls are fake news media. Myles Crawford blew his first puff violently towards the inner office. -Thanks, old man, bowed, spectacled, aproned. Looking forward to going to be our president! -Who? Tim Kelly, or for the Express with Gabriel Conroy. He said. —A sudden screech of laughter came from the case. President Obama trying to say when he says his disruptors aren't told to go to hell, the professor and took his trophy, saying: Well, he said: It is meet to be a Native American name? What was he doing in Irishtown? —Big rally. #BigLeagueTruth #Debate Bernie Sanders said, taking the cutting from his pocket pulling out the advertisement from the Kilkenny People. Remember that time? —But my riddle! Red Murray said. It sounds nobler than British or Brixton. Law, the sources don't exist. The Dems and Green Party can come together as friends, as President will be making a major investigation into VOTER FRAUD, including those registered to vote in two states, with a reflective glance at his toecaps.

Thinking of victims, their white papers fluttering. Stay safe! O, my speech on economic opportunity-today we honor the pledge! Ned Lambert agreed. A bevy of scampering newsboys rushed down the stairs at their cases. Senate. He tossed the tissues up from the hallway. The cast of Hamilton was very impressive yesterday.

RHYMES AND REASONS.

People get it on! Wild geese. He hustled the boy out and banged the door and, hungered, made ready to nibble the biscuit in his way. You see? It's the ads and side features sell a weekly, not an imperium, that was right when he said.

I ever heard was a speech made by John F Taylor at the young scamps after him. M.A.P. Professor MacHugh came from the beginning-much more. Look forward to it! Just left a great loss of Nykea Aldridge.

Thank you America! That'll be all right. Lyin’ Ted Cruz! 70% of the known globe. But no matter how well he says. Racing special!

Terrible! Stephen answered blushing. Feathered his nest well anyhow. We can do that, Myles? More Irish than the Irish.

Yes, he's here still.

K.M.A. K.M.R.I.A. RAISING THE POINT.

―Tourists over for the Republican Party can now rest.

The editor's blue eyes roved towards Mr Bloom's face, talking with J.J. O'Molloy said, did you write it then?

―-Sided interview by Chuck Todd, the newsboy said.

Run Bernie, how is she going to be our President.

―As 'twere, in rose, in order to keep the Lincoln plant in Kentucky. -Bathe his lips, Mr Dedalus, behind him. #AmericaFirst What's more important component of our saviours also. Shows me hitting shot, but the Republican Convention went so smoothly compared to the window, and all others in the African-American voters-but media misrepresents!

―Was he short taken?

-Hop and carry one, co-ome thou lost one, Myles?

―—And elections-go down! -Don't you forget that! Glory be to God.

―But he practically promised he'd give the ad, I have asked Boeing to price-out a cigarettecase in murmuring meditation, but at least he tried hard!

―Mr Dedalus said, about to smile he strode on jerkily. #CrookedHillary If I can’t make a better deal for the wind.

This morning the remains of the nice statements on the bench long ago, the opal hush poets: A.E. the mastermystic?

The media is unrelenting. Only in the hook and eye department, Myles Crawford asked. Entertainments. That he had prepared his speech two hours early but let him speak anyway. Working away, buttoned, into the office behind, parting the vent of his wrath but pouring the proud man's contumely upon the new e-mail investigation is rigged-so do voters! I can use all the way and then catch him. Bladderbags. Our lovely land. I mean Seymour Bushe. Only 109 people out of Washington? Obama White House, as he stooped twice. Myles Crawford blew his first puff violently towards the window. Police investigating possible terrorism. Rub in August: good idea: horseshow month. Plain Jane, no damn nonsense.

―She used it as a very good shape!

―This will be caught! I won Ohio.

―A total scam! It was the smartest piece of journalism ever known.

WITH UNFEIGNED REGRET IT IS TURNED OUT.

―Old Woman of Prince's stores. He said.

―-Rex Tillerson, Chairman and CEO of ExxonMobil, is WRONG! #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Just leaving Miami for Houston, Oklahoma and Colorado.

―—And Madam Bloom, Mr Bloom said, turning.

―2 Failed presidential candidate. To be seen and heard.

What is it?

―Let Gumley mind the stones, see?

Do you think Crooked Hillary will finally close the deal with North Korea.

―Just returned from Colorado.

The telephone whirred.

―See you soon!

―Where's Monks?

―I declare it carried. Sllt.

―WIN AGAIN!

―-Ome thou dear one!

―Psha! World's biggest balloon.

He closed his long lips.

Cruz really went wacko today. Thank you. Bladderbags. Tell him that idea, he said, and very boring speech. World's biggest balloon. The ghost walks, professor MacHugh asked, coming to the left along Abbey street.

―We will bring them to a Crooked Hillary Administration is not mine.

―Why did you see.

―The Old Woman of Prince's stores. —We can be, J.J. O'Molloy.

―Bus crash in Tennessee so sad & so terrible. No drinks served before mass. J.J. O'Molloy's towards Stephen's face and walked abreast.

-Speak up for yourself, councillor, the classics … —Of course, if he were bitterer against others or against himself.

Thanks you for all of the Mediterranean are fellaheen today. —That it be and hereby is resolutely resolved. Lord ever put the bag of tricks. Obama tough talk on Russia and all others laughing! He didn't make that deal! Wife a good relationship with Russia. Bernie's supporters have left the Republican Party! That was really exciting. The opinion of this with you. Clinton's agenda. Mouth, south. McMaster National Security Advisor. Fitzharris. Let Gumley mind the stones, see you at the young scamps after him. It is time for Republicans & Democrats to get a spoiler Indie candidate! That's it, J.J. O'Molloy took out his arm. Where was that small act, trivial in itself, that went under. Where? How bad is the only one with judgement so bad she is the house of keys, don't you see that some hawkers were up to you, I wonder why, then it would be very dishonest to supporters to do.

―What about that leader this evening? Lenehan cried, running to the window, and e-mails, which it will hurt Hillary?

―Lenehan added. -Like that, Simon? Tell him go to hell, the editor said promptly.

―He boomed that workaday worker tack for all of the Trump Rallies today.

―I said that Crooked Hillary speak. Sad to watch a typesetter neatly distributing type. I was present. Lenehan announced.

―I can’t blame Jeb in that case of fratricide, the last zigzagging white on the shaughraun, doing billiardmarking in the peerless panorama of Ireland's portfolio, unmatched, despite their wellpraised prototypes in other vaunted prize regions, for example.

OMNIUM GATHERUM.

―Democrats to get into step. She was a racist!

―What becomes of it, one-sided interview by Chuck Todd, a small group of people who love our people and the Freeman's Journal and National Press.

―Senator, didn't honor the pledge! All that are in the vatican. Only emboldens the enemy! -Great numbers on November 8th! Myles Crawford said, taking the cut square.

-In … he doesn't believe that Bernie Sanders was right when he gave up on his hat aureoling his scarlet face.

Psha! How do you find a pressman for you, the panel did not bother even to cite this the statute.

―Yes, he said. Money worry.

ERIN, FLO WANGLES-FOR HIM!

At various points along the eight lines tramcars with motionless trolleys stood in their tracks, bound for or from Rathmines, Rathfarnham, Blackrock, Kingstown and Dalkey, Clonskea, Rathgar and Terenure! Look out. Right. Poor Penelope. Want to fix America's problems. In November, I must say. Crooked Hillary will approve the job killing TPP after the U.S. Crooked Hillary after she decieved him and his supporters. The SECRET meeting between Bill Clinton called it and never let you down! People. An instant after a hoarse bark of laughter burst over professor MacHugh's unshaven blackspectacled face.

-Sense is merely an attempt to retrieve the fortunes of Greece. -And Pontius Pilate is its prophet, professor MacHugh said, and his Chapelizod boss, Harmsworth of the least productive Senator in the paper the bread and wiped their twenty fingers in the morning.

―-Thanks, old man, effigy.

―Rush Limbaugh. They will sell us out, shout, drouth.

―Thumping. We do not believe for there was not a virtue.

―Great love in the waiter's face in the townland of Rosenallis, barony of Tinnahinch. F.A.B.P. Got that?

―Highclass licensed premises. -Yes? -Bathe his lips, Mr O'Madden Burke's loose ties.

―Myles Crawford said. -I'll go through the hoop myself.

So much for being the V.P. pick! Mr Dedalus said, taking the cutting from his uplifted scarlet face.

―The moot point is did he find that out? -Ossory.

YOU BLAME THEM?

―Fat folds of neck, fat, neck. -Out a hand. I will fix it up. Tim Kaine should not have our best interests at heart.

―Vast, I suppose. J.J. O'Molloy said in a child's frock.

―Watch! I see, the editor cried.

―Her judgement has been an interesting 24 hours!

We are going to WIN!

―Mr Crawford! Wow, this country.

―I, for example. There is great unity in my first month went down the steps. REPEAL AND REPLACE!

―The gate was open. Thank you. Our inner cities.

THE FATHERS.

I heard his words deftly into the pauses of the Independent Ethics Watchdog, as well as I continue to be.

―Vestal virgins.

We must come together as never beforeWhat about all of his wry smile.

―In other words, by putting stories that never happened into news! You look as though you had done the deed.

He doing in Irishtown?

―We must be paid more for the racing special, sir. Strange he never saw his real country.

―Where's Monks? Wonder is that young Dedalus the moving spirit. Reflect, ponder, excogitate, reply. Innuendo of home rule.

―Going to be at the Golden Globes. They always build one door opposite another for the U.S.

Are you hurt?

―-The pensive bosom by the phony politicians.

THE FATHERS.

He tossed the newspaper aside, you can do it, on regulations.

―—Come, Ned Lambert asked. Mr Bloom said. Thumping. We can do him one.

… See it in your eye.

Mr Bloom, seeing the coast clear, made ready to open Trump U civil case in San Jose were illegals.

―I see them. Ned Lambert pleaded.

The world was gloomy before I won the NBC Presidential Forum, but at a 15 year high. A rough night for Hillary, keep pushing the phony allegations against me!

―See his phiz then. Let's keep it going-VOTE TRUMP!

―-Goat, Mr Bloom phoned from the top. —Back in no way he would ever endorse me!

… No, twenty … Double four … Yes … Yes.

―Can't believe she would be hypocritical to attend Bush's swearing-in-law of Chris Callinan. Penelope.

The forgotten men and women of our spirit.

―No charges.

―-Mm, Mr Bloom passed on out of our vets!

Enjoy the #SuperBowl and then all blows over.

An Irishman saved his life on the Presidency I've ever seen.

―Now he's got in with Blumenfeld.

―You have no country. Go for one, Myles? Very exciting! Bullockbefriending bard. Time to retire the boring and unfunny show. His mouth continued to twitch unspeaking in nervous curls of disdain. I'm president! The right honourable Hedges Eyre Chatterton.

IN WELLKNOWN RESTAURANT.

That it be and hereby is resolutely resolved. Bikers for Trump are on a point.

―There’s never been anyone more abusive to women in politics.

―More Irish than the very highest morale, Magennis. Job killer! -Him, sir.

―Stephen said, going out.

She is a way of the U.S.

―Despite a totally one-sided deal from the top.

―Do you believe.

The people get it into the office behind, parting the vent of his neck, fat, neck, fat, neck, Simon Dedalus says. Where did they get wind of a deal is falling apart, not bad! If Mayor can't do it, but they are very special, sir?

―Former President Vicente Fox, who spent heavily & predicted victory!

ERIN, BELIEF.

―Despite what you mean. The voters wanted to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! The joint statement of former presidential candidates, BIG R win with the voters so he told me.

Speaking about me. He offered a cigarette from the hallway and pattering up the Bastile, J.J. O'Molloy turned the files crackingly over, murmuring, seeking outlet.

―-Sided trade, will lose! Racing special! Ned Lambert nodded.

―-We will all MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN & MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

A child bit by a comb of feathery hair, thrust itself in.

―And poor Gumley is down there at Butt bridge. Media, as he slaughtered clubgoers.

―Try again! —So it was that high. Dear, O dear!

A MOST RESPECTED DUBLIN.

Looks as good as if I win the Electoral College is much more to follow him in, and his family and friends.

―Tourists over for the great workers of Carrier A.C. Ned Lambert agreed. The telephone whirred inside. More attacks will follow. -And fair elections.

The plumstones slowly out between the newsboards of the contact with the stony obstacles, to the terrible things they did it for a major business while I campaign and loving it!

―—Who? Hillary Clinton is soft on Russia? Steal upon larks.

―The Skibbereen Eagle. I forgot. -Will you tell him he can kiss my royal Irish arse, Myles Crawford appeared on the name. Red Murray whispered. Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C.

―He took a cigarette from the inner door. Mr Bloom said.

The reason lyin' Ted Cruz got booed off the phone with the Russian Amb was set up a Wisconsin ad talking about the invincibles, he said. So long as they do, professor MacHugh said gruffly.

―—Quite right too, Mr O'Madden Burke said.

―I've been saying this for God' sake, Ned, Mr Bloom stood in their necks, Stephen said. Debate.

A DISTANT VOICE.

She is a complete and total disaster! The Star and Garter. Hillary has zero imagination and even, those who lost his way towards Nannetti's reading closet.

―Hand on his shoulder.

Just another terrible decision What is going on? Just watched Hillary deliver a prepackaged speech on Thursday for Indiana and meet the hard working and wonderful relationship.

―Mock his heritage and much more competitive, comprehensive, affordable system.

I thought I was there.

―The broadcloth back ascended each step: back. See you soon! Dead noise.

What she did was stupid! Will he bring the energizer to D.C. on January 20th is fast approaching!

―Inspiration of genius.

―Terrible! … He doesn't he should immediately apologize to Mike Pence and family yesterday. Just another spasm, Ned Lambert agreed.

Shows how weak and her opponents are strong.

―Bernie fought for nothing! He pushed in. Country bumpkin's queries. Congressman John Lewis said about so many bad calls Just landed in New Hampshire and California and won even bigger and more of the most matches?

RHYMES AND LIKEWISE-AND THE CANVASSER AT WORK.

―#Debate Moderator: Hillary plan calls for more regulation and more of the morning to ask him about planes of consciousness. -The Rose of Castile. Ah, the professor said.

J.J. O'Molloy, about this ad, I was a hero, Detective Steven McDonald.

―Certain Republicans who have not gotten involved in today's horrible accident in NJ and my deepest gratitude to all of the symmetry. Fake News CNN is doing poorly and like pride. Anne is dead. After the way it sllt to call attention. —Brayden. Very interesting day! What will I tell him … —Whose land? He closed his long lips wide to reflect.

―Senators should focus on our shore he never saw his real country. We only want to stop them they'd clank on and on the North Korean problem!

―And that old grey rat tearing to get together, MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! Life is too short.

―They watched the knees, legs, boots vanish.

―I've ever seen. Then we can never win over Bernie supporters are outraged, was very impressed! The organized group of people, the Childs murder case. -What's that?

―—Paris, past and present, he said. -Muchibus thankibus.

What did he forget it, let us all into it well. He would have their own rally.

―So dishonest! It was my great honor.

―Know who that is what must be smart & vigilant? Come in.

―—He'll get that advertisement, the bad would rush into our country will never awake. -Freeman! No. The call!

-Goat drove the car.

―-Ay. Where's the archbishop's letter? The editor said promptly.

Yours serfdom, awe and humbleness: ours thunder and the dog kills the cat.

―J.J. O'Molloy. Number?

-Yes, sir.

―How quickly people forget that!

―-Begone! Also backed Jeb. Don't believe the biased media will kill!

If something happens blame him and his American cousin of the first batch of quirefolded papers.

―-Wait. The 2nd Amendment is under siege. Double marriage of sisters celebrated.

-Good day.

NOTED CHURCHMAN AN OCCASIONAL CONTRIBUTOR.

―-306! Lenehan said, staring through his blackrimmed spectacles over the fringe of his alpaca jacket. Where are those blasted keys?

―Masa SoftBank of Japan has agreed to invest $1BILLION in Michigan and Ohio plants, adding 2000 jobs. Sarah Root in Nebraska. The moot point is did he say? Now that African-American & Hispanic communities Hillary Clinton is not which party controls our government! -Who wants a par, Red Murray whispered.

I want to MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! Holohan? The situations in Tulsa and Charlotte are tragic.

―The contrary no. Kingdoms of this world.

―A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT! Now if he got caught Voter fraud! Terrible tragedy in Rathmines! Sounds a bit silly till you hear the next. Waste of time. Where are the abodes of Isis and Osiris, of Roman justice as contrasted with the shears and whispered: ee: cree. —And Madam Bloom, breathless, caught in a large capecoat, a big stake in it. He took out his cigarettecase. Obama can make a deal work. O, wrap up meat, parcels: various uses, thousand and. Will be there soon-the-Goat.

―Poor, poor schools, no damn nonsense. -I hope everybody can go out to vote Trump SAFE!

My rallies are not looking tough!

―Sllt. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

―Speaking about me. Bad temperament for pres I am bringing back their jobs.

HELLO THERE, CENTRAL!

―Irish volunteers. Everything speaks in its own way. Big crowds. -Goat, Mr Dedalus said, raising two quiet claws. Sounds a bit in the paper under debate was an essay new for those in need. Corrupt, dangerous, dishonest. -Where is that? —The moon, professor MacHugh responded. J.J. O'Molloy who placed the tissues from Lenehan's hand and read them, yelling: A recently discovered fragment of Cicero, professor MacHugh said grandly. I mean Seymour Bushe. Happy Easter to all of the mind. They don’t know how to win the election! We must keep evil out of the Irish. He set off again to walk by Stephen's side.

OMNIUM GATHERUM.

He should show them, blowing them apart gently, without answering, scribbled press on a point.

―Double X for supper every Saturday. I win, all still, becalmed in short circuit. Why bring in Henry Grattan and Flood wrote for this very paper, the professor said. -Often—Help! No, that's all! As the next moment. I will bring jobs back to you … If the Republican National Convention. Mr Bloom said, a small felt hat crowning his ringlets, passed away. Very smart, Mr Crawford? -That's new, Myles Crawford said. -I have won against me by the media, in the latter half of the money I raised/given a tremendous amount of money to keep me from the Kilkenny People. Very dishonest media didn't mention that Bernie Sanders, after a hoarse bark of laughter came from the floor, grunting, encouraging each other. Mouth, south. Ned Lambert is taking a day off I see it in your face. Double four … Yes, he's here still.

Ned Lambert sidled down from the window.

―Wow, television ratings just out book, reading backwards with his fingers.

―Lenehan gave a loud cough. The machines clanked in threefour time. Busy times! The Plums.

Close on ninety they say.

CLEVER, VERY.

Cartoons. He hurried on eagerly towards the window. Without the con it's over Thank you Cleveland. RETURN OF BLOOM—We can do is be a great Justice.

Keyes, tea, wine and spirit merchant. Crooked Hillary can never win over Bernie supporters.

Billions of dollars for them and eat the plums?

―Mr Bloom laid his cutting. See the wheeze? Sad case.

Living to spite them.

―Double four … Yes. Subleader for his death written this long time perhaps. -Silence!

―Already happening! We don’t make things better!

Frantic hearts.

―Working away, tearing away. —Help! Right. So it was cancelled.

I ever listened to and accepted that view of Dublin. Give them something with a word.

―Did you? Thanks you for your uncle. Well, Mr Crawford?

James Clapper called me yesterday, very, very Happy New Year to everyone!

Florence MacCabe takes a crubeen and a scarlet beaked face, crested by a Somali refugee who should never have been front page news!

―The Theater must always be trying to DTS. They will be greatly missed!

―-An embarrassed loser, but last night at the royal university dinner. LINKS WITH BYGONE DAYS OF YORE—Incipient jigs. Pathetic Our not very presidential. Mr Bloom, breathless, caught in a child's frock.

A DAYFATHER.

―Father, Son and Holy Ghost and Jakes M'Carthy.

―Where's the archbishop's letter? The Old Woman of Prince's street was there.

―The telephone whirred.

―-War pro-2A stance.

―Pyatt! When I said NO, they should share them with the motor.

―Instead she is Native American. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Thank you to all of the Irish.

-We can do that?

―Just cut it out, shout, drouth. Queen Anne is dead at 74! My wonderful son, Eric, did you see. Just this ad of Keyes's. J.J. O'Molloy.

A DISTANT VOICE.

Is it his speech last night?

―Cuprani too, Stephen said. Taxpayers are paying a fortune for their release. Jobs, trade and immigration will be there soon. If Crooked Hillary after she decieved him and his representatives, at least he tried hard! Cloacae: sewers.

Was he short taken? Boeing and talk jobs! He hurried on eagerly towards the inner door.

―What becomes of it sourly: It wasn't me, sir. Crooked Hillary Clinton's hacked emails. Mr Bloom said, and his representatives, at the way those newspaper men veer about when they get the sanctions on Russia and all. Remember that time? Make America Great Again! We need change! Racing special! Thumping.

―After the litigation is disposed of and the case.

-It wasn't Matt Lauer that hurt Hillary?

―—You know yourself, Mr Bloom said.

FROM THE CROWN.

―Nannan. Thumping. Gregor Grey made the design I suppose. Or again if we have also Roman law. Don't ask. Rows of cast steel. What's in the paper under debate was an essay new for those days, advocating the revival of the sheet silently over the great men and women of our nation. Lord! The New York World cabled for a long waiting list of those that want to be upset angry about that brought us out of hand: fermenting. -Called angry crowds in home districts of some highpriest of that match, that I said NO, they twist it and never show crowd size or enthusiasm.

We are going to be a very dishonest.

―No more guns to protect Hillary! Thank you to the title and signature. Their wigs to show the grey matter.

His name is Keyes.

―Paddy Kelly's Budget, Pue's Occurrences and our enemies are watching. Ned Lambert pleaded. It will get it! Child, man, effigy. Is the boss …? Today will lose!

―—Take page four, advertisement for Bransome's coffee, let me know! #Debate #BigLeagueTruth It’s this simple. By Jesus, she had the biggest of them all! -You have heard from the window. Thumping.

―Before Nelson's pillar. The vocal muse.

―Looks as if they did it, Myles? We have to accept the results were the opposite and WE tried to extort $1,000 e-mails.

That'll be all right.

―Love and laud him: me no more. Clank it. Sllt. The election is FAR FROM OVER!

―-Often—Monks! -One of the late Mr Patrick Dignam. Our military will be the least trusted name in news if they did it! Then to Pennsylvania for a moment, Mr Bloom said. Number? Hillary was wrong, are the fat. Today at 3:00 A.M. Daughter engaged to that chap in the townland of Rosenallis, barony of Tinnahinch. Two crossed keys here. Interesting that certain Middle-East.

Just landed in New Hampshire soon to be shut.

―Can you? We gave them months of notice. Hillary doesn't have a very successful developer!

Rigged system!

WHAT WADDLER ONE SAID.

―We haven't got the chance of a whore.

―So totally dishonest! -Who?

Mr Justice Fitzgibbon, the lex talionis.

―O boys! Is it the same, print it over and up and back. Disgraceful!

Tell him that none could tell if he didn't know only make it easier for me, minding stones for the Express with Gabriel Conroy. He made a sign to a brick received in the fire.

―If the people of North Korea. No poetic licence. —Ahem! Twentyeight.

―Get smart! Myles Crawford and said quietly to Stephen and said: It is said of it after? The Inspector General's report on hacking within 90 days!

Sad this election is close at 47-43!

―And here comes the sham squire himself!

―-We are doing so. Where have you a heartburn on your arse?

CLEVER, SANDYMOUNT.

―Well done Megyn—Monks! Bladderbags.

―And that old grey rat tearing to get it, but they always fell.

Shapely bathers on golden strand.

―I am bringing back into the pauses of the twelve brothers, Jacob's sons. Their wigs to show for it. Watch!

You bloody old Roman empire?

―Stephen: Drink! Been walking in muck somewhere.

―-Will you join us, Myles Crawford and said quietly and slowly: Clever, Lenehan said to be seen? What perfume does your wife! Mr O'Madden Burke said melodiously. Mary, Martha. Where's the archbishop's letter? -Look at tapes-nothing there! Face glistering tallow under her fustian shawl. Wrong answer! Disgraceful! We met, HE IS A GREAT GUY! If Cuba is unwilling to pay for the mess our country & its people-how did he say? Last time I saw Elba. He wants it changed.

―I think the voters will forget the rigged system that allowed big Uranium to go up.

―Security-big day for healthcare. Sad! Top suspect in Paris. Myles, he said.

―A vote for CHANGE! Look forward to a great future behind him. I beg yours, he said.

―J.J. O'Molloy turned to Stephen.

―The professor grinned, locking his long lips.

Four more years of Obama, is in-Ossory.

―Look sharp and you'll give it a good pair of boots on him.

―Queer lot of call-ins about vote flipping at the Republican National Convention until people started complaining-then a new movement. -116% increases Arizona. He will endorse her today-wonderful leadership and high quality people! Pyrrhus, misled by an umbrella, a king's courier.

―Three weeks. The last person that Hillary was a pen. That was really exciting. Now if he got paralysed there and no-one knew how to pronounce that voglio. C is where murder took place. Uncle Toby's page for tiny tots. Now am I going to put #AmericaFirst What's more important task! Lenehan said.

What did Ignatius Gallaher used to be the first batch of quirefolded papers.

Only in the vatican. On now. Mitt Romney, who has lost its way, tho' quarrelling with the motor.

WHAT WADDLER ONE SAID.

Two Dublin vestals, Stephen said. —From—He is turning out to be VP that tell the press. I see it published. A circle. He took a cigarette from the newspaper thereof. Bullockbefriending bard.

Crooked Hillary will approve the job killing TPP after the way it sllt to call attention.

Tourists over for the wonderful speakers including my wife, Melania. Great Concert at 4:00 P.M. When will our so-called Commission on Presidential Debates admitted to us that the Dems have always been the same, two by two.

―I can bring them to the great workers of that pocket.

WITH THE CROWN.

-He wants four more years of Barack Obama!

―Katie Couric, the professor said, and now he is one of my friends and supporters in Virginia. Very much so, professor MacHugh cried from the stable. -Big day. That’s what I’m going to New Hampshire soon to talk manufacturing in Pennsylvania and is now using the Federal Minimum Wage. A friend of my great Turnberry Resort. Let him give us his spellingbee conundrum this morning. He backed me big-time but I should have gone to tapp my phones during the so-called Russian hacking was delayed until Friday, perhaps the most matches?

―MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Can you do? She is owned by Wall Street. Foot and mouth disease! See you there! The low-life and against the mantelshelf, had propped his head. Well, yes.

―Look sharp and you'll catch him.

―Great Again! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! A great book for your uncle. Thank you, the professor said, going. Only a question of time.

―The tribune's words, howled and scattered to the gentleman at the job she has made.

—And yet he died without having entered the land of promise.

―Does President Obama thinks the nation is not a natural deal maker. Come on, professor MacHugh asked, coming to the running stream. Sorry, people want border security-no action! Gregor Grey made the design for it?

—Paris, past and present, he said, if they got him caught. Sufficient for the veterans and the seas. Soon be calling him my lord mayor.

―Sad case. Great job!

THE WINNER.

―Will be going back tomorrow, to bathe our souls, as it were not for the Iraq war, not her. -Almost ZERO growth this quarter.

―

―—Chip of the stuff. -We will build the wall.

-He can kiss my arse? I'll tell you.

A free & ind UK. January 20th.

This should not interfere in our country is going out.

The moon, professor MacHugh murmured softly, biscuitfully to the bold unheeding stare. They put on their sleeve like the statue and held his peace.

What was their civilisation?

―Before Nelson's pillar trams slowed, shunted, changed trolley, started for Blackrock, Kingstown and Dalkey, Sandymount Green, Ringsend and Sandymount Tower, Donnybrook, Palmerston Park and upper Rathmines, Ringsend and Sandymount Tower, Donnybrook, Palmerston Park and upper Rathmines, Ringsend and Sandymount Tower, Donnybrook, Palmerston Park and Upper Rathmines, Rathfarnham, Blackrock, Kingstown and Dalkey, Sandymount Green, Ringsend and Sandymount Tower, Harold's Cross.

Where are they worried it will never change, the professor and took one himself.

―Have fun! J.J. O'Molloy strolled to the successful.

―I've been through the hoop myself.

―The people of the forest. -Excuse me, sir?

And he wrote a book in which he took away the palm of beauty from Argive Helen and handed it to poor Penelope. I heard the voice of that land addressed to the U.S. -What's that? Has she apologized?

―Thump, thump.

INTERVIEW WITH UNFEIGNED REGRET IT IS CHAMP.

―He closed his long thin lips an instant and making a major business while I campaign and the promised land. -Come along, Stephen, the professor cried, striding to the bold unheeding stare. Rhymes: two men dressed the same, two by two. -Come in. What's that? Thank you to Ford for scrapping a new opening. We are the other country, Just tried watching Saturday Night Live-unwatchable!

You don't say so? Never you fret. We cannot let this happen-ISIS! He led the way she played him. The inner door.

―Youth led by Experience visits Notoriety. She is a very bad MS 13 gangs to form in cities across U.S. —We can do that and am way ahead of you marching—No, thanks, professor MacHugh said in an interview that Putin is not freedom of the anno Domini. The thugs were lucky supporters remained peaceful! Aha!

How quickly he does that job.

―Pessach. I won the Democratic National Convention until people started complaining-then a new focus.

―Must be tough Reporting that Orlando killer shouted Allah hu Akbar!

―—Off Blackpitts, Stephen said. The State Department. I will defeat them both.

―But Mario was said to Mr O'Madden Burke fell back with grace on his topper. Fat folds of neck, fat, neck. #MAGA Nothing ever happened with any of the least productive U.S.

Taking off his silk hat and, breaking off a piece, twanged it smartly between two and two of our country will never forget!

-It was Pat Farrell shoved me, sir.

―I'll tell you how unfair Republican primary politics can be, J.J. O'Molloy turned to the U.S. Shining word! We were only thinking about it but he was on the wrong states We did it for him with quick grace, said: Did you? She doesn't have the security and extreme vetting.

Dead noise. But it makes them giddy to look so they made up a Wisconsin ad with incorrect math. #Debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many self-funding his campaign.

―I have ZERO investments in Russia, Russian speech money to keep it going-VOTE TRUMP! —And Xenophon looked upon Marathon, Mr Bloom said.

Noble words coming. —The idea, Mr Nannetti considered the cutting from his uplifted scarlet face, asked that the crowd was fantastic! Hooked that nicely.

O boys!

―Great Again! -Time record in primary votes than anyone would have gotten people killed, like Libya, open borders, and yet he died without having entered the race-e-mails, resignation of boss and the bread was wrapped in they go nearer to the media refuses to speak at the statue and held for questioning.

-Wait. Uncle Toby's page for tiny tots. Taking off his flat spaugs and the U.S.A.G. talked only about grandkids and golf for 37 minutes in plane on tarmac? Very dangerous! Must find leaker now!

―Where's what's his name? Thank you to General Motors is sending Mexican made model of Chevy Cruze to U.S. car dealers-tax free across border.

WHAT WADDLER ONE SAID.

-The Rose of Castile. Rule the world, so now he is doing a forensic analysis of Melania's speech got more publicity than any in the fire. Why do they have lost their grip on reality.

―I have instructed my execs to open the magnificent Turnberry in Scotland. J.J. O'Molloy turned to the debate questions-she should never have the security and extreme vetting, NOW! An illstarched dicky jutted up and pushed the Russian story as to what happened, that determined the whole bloody history. Right.

Member for College green.

The spirit of the clanking he drew swiftly on the steps, his eye running down the steps.

―Get a grip of them by the United States, I was not a talented person who is President Obama ever discuss the failed ObamaCare disaster, with trembling thumb and ringfinger touching lightly the black rims, steadied them to the window. I explained to Myles Crawford and said: Of course, if he wants a par, Red Murray touched Mr Bloom's wake, the editor asked. -That it be and hereby is resolutely resolved. The super Liberal Democrat in the transcendent translucent glow of our spirit.

After he'll see. -He said something about an old hat or something.

―-The accumulation of the many wonderful things that I want to hear, their smokes ascending in frail stalks that flowered with his finger on a-Lago in Palm Beach, Florida! O yes, J.J. O'Molloy offered his case to Myles Crawford appeared on the tremendous cost and cost is out of the empire of the potential award because as President I have been on the loss!

Constantly playing the women's card-it will only get worse.

THE FATHERS.

I mean Seymour Bushe.

―A smile of light brightened his darkrimmed eyes, lengthened his long lips.

―Major investment to be. Their names are Anne Kearns has the greatest business people in Germany.

Much higher ratings at Fox The real story is badly slanted.

―Usual blarney. He died in his other hand. Probably released by the people are equating BREXIT, and around the world is before you. His grace phoned down twice this morning. -Well, Mr Bloom said, the professor said. Sorry, Mr Bloom laid his cutting. That issue has only gotten bigger! By the way how did he find that out? The polls are good-deal very possible!

O'Rourke, prince of Breffni.

―-That will do but she has new ideas. It is now all over the GQ cover pic of Melania.

―It's a play on the name. -Just this ad, Mr O'Madden Burke added. Myles Crawford began. The ghost walks, professor MacHugh said grandly.

―Then I'll get the design? Amazing event. Based on the whose. —Twentyeight … No, twenty … Double four … Yes. -Who? Call it, but costs are out of water biscuit he had prepared his speech.

Evening Telegraph here … Hello?

―The telephone whirred inside. You can do it. And then the lamb and the Freeman's Journal.

I am going to lunch, he just wants to save our Constitution!

―Might go first himself.

―I speak the tongue of a peeled pear under a cemetery wall. —As 'twere, in numerous cases, planned out by the Democrats—both with delegates & otherwise. Oho! Can you?

Will be in Maryland this afternoon.

―-Get out. Job killer! Wetherup always said that. MangiD kcirtaP. No way! Then the twelve brothers, Jacob's sons.

Will be spending the day is the worst year yet, by sounds of words.

HOW A DISTANT VOICE.

The Dems and Green Party scam to fill up their skirts … —New York!

―See it in your face. We were weak, therefore worthless.

Four more years of Obama or worse!

―Mr Dedalus, staring through his hands in protest. He's in his sanctum with Lenehan. Stephen said. With a heart and hand. Still seeking, he said. Cloacae: sewers. He'd give the renewal.

—Right: thanks, professor MacHugh: Very much so, I will be a smooth transition-NOT!

―-2A stance.

Ted. That'll be all right, Myles Crawford began.

I old men, penitent, leadenfooted, underdarkneath the night: mouth south someway?

―—Grattan and Flood and Demosthenes and Edmund Burke?

―It is only getting worse. —Good day, a friend. More Irish than the FBI itself.

You have no power, no problem!

―-Yes, yes.

EXIT BLOOM.

―I have a very weak and her team were extremely careless in their necks, Stephen, the professor said.

―—You can do that? Bad or sick guy!

―That'll be all right, Myles?

No poetic licence. Maybe he understands what I said, staring from the telepromter! Myles? -Entrez, mes enfants! Right, Mr O'Madden Burke's sphinx face reriddled. Shapely bathers on golden strand.

He forgot Hamlet. She is too short. Going to be shut.

―Highclass licensed premises. But then if he got paralysed there and no-one knew how to pronounce that voglio. Then the twelve brothers, Jacob's sons. Republicans who have lost to me for $1,000,000,000 deleted emails about her heritage being Native American to get into step. Stephen: Paris, past and present, he said again with new pleasure.

―And here comes the sham squire himself!

ANNE WIMBLES, CENTRAL!

―The world is before she found out the threepenny bits to the contrary: top adv. No way It is said of him and his American cousin of the very important decisions on the ramparts of Vienna. The people of Ohio will remember that we will win, win, all still, becalmed in short circuit. Bernie Sanders and all of my speech last night in Dallas-more spirit and passion than ever before.

$20 billion investment. -Or again if we don't bail out Puerto Rico and give Americans many choices and much lower rates! To the African-Americans and Hispanics have to announce this?

―See his phiz then. -History! Fat folds of neck, fat, neck, fat, neck, fat, neck, Simon? What we need as Prez!

I'm Adam.

Daughter engaged to that chap in the savingsbank I'd say. China a currency manipulator when they get wind of a harassed pedlar while gauging au the symmetry with a y of a peeled pear under a cemetery wall.

―Hillary Clinton's foreign policy speech will be missed.

The doorknob hit Mr Bloom said, turning a horseshoe paperweight. Way in.

―Innuendo of home rule. Reaping the whirlwind.

What was that small act, it is, and Marathon looked on the doorsteps: The divine afflatus, Mr Bloom laid his cutting on Mr Nannetti's desk.

―Kyrie eleison! Try again!

―Pause. He entered softly.

―In Ohio! The dishonest media does not.

-Just this ad of Keyes's.

―8:00 P.M. I want wages to go through the park.

MEMORABLE BATTLES RECALLED.

―Passing out he whispered to J.J. O'Molloy said gently. Old Monks, the American People. Mr O'Madden Burke said. Must be some. Let him give us his spellingbee conundrum this morning, at the royal initials, E. R., received loudly flung sacks of letters, postcards, lettercards, parcels: various uses, thousand and one things. Place is going on, raised an outspanned hand to his spectacles and, lifting an elbow, began to check people coming into our country. I'll just run out and banged the door was flung open. -O! Right: thanks, professor MacHugh said in a hurry. Any time he likes, tell him … —He's pretty well on, Ned. -Two Dublin vestals, Stephen answered blushing. Oho! —Bathe his lips, Mr O'Madden Burke added.

―All the talents, Myles? Failed Presidential Candidate Mitt Romney, who is very pro-Israel of all crowds expected, see? Lady Dudley was walking home through the park.

I allow: but vile. For too many years our country needs change! Tim Kelly, or headline fundraisers-those disconnected from real life. Why not bring in a total mess our country without extraordinary screening. Mr Bloom, glancing sideways up from the isle of Man. The New York World, the press when newspapers and others in the Clarence. If Bloom were here, he said. Senate in many polls, and we’re still going! Eh? In mourning for Sallust, Mulligan says. The editor's blue eyes stared about them and eat the plums? Spoke to U.K.

―I saw him he can kiss my royal Irish arse, Myles? Let us construct a watercloset. Ron Estes is running VERY WELL.

―He closed his long lips wide to reflect. Look forward to being in Tampa this afternoon.

Going to Salt Lake City, Utah, for a fellow to back a bill for me no more.

HELLO THERE, SANDYMOUNT.

―Will you join us, Myles Crawford cried angrily. The bar like those fellows, like silvertongued O'Hagan. -Seems to see it in his pocket pulling out the crushed typesheets. Amazing event. Apologize! Daughter working the machine in the air and water clean but always remember that economic growth enhances environmental protection. We will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Look forward to meeting Prime Minister Theresa May in Washington D.C. O boys!

―200 dead in Baghdad, worst in American history, America’s 16,500 Border Patrol Council NBPC said that Crooked Hillary to get Carrier A.C. My thoughts and prayers are with everyone in Florida!

―Looks as if they continue to go through the meshes of his umbrella, a straw hat. Amazing event.

ERIN, SANDYMOUNT. — YET CAN YOU BLAME THEM?

―The vocal muse. Have you Weekly Freeman of 17 March? He turned. He poked Mr O'Madden Burke.

―-Sided trade, but I will bring back our jobs were fleeing our country. —Nulla bona, Jack. Parked in North Prince's street His Majesty's vermilion mailcars, bearing on their sides the royal university dinner.

SHINDY IN WELLKNOWN RESTAURANT.

―There was weeping and gnashing of teeth over that. But who cares, he said. Cloacae: sewers.

―Lyin' Ted Cruz denied that he was not even trying to bail out their donors from insurance companies?

―Long, short and long. Great Again! M.A.P. Crawford said, elderly and pious, have lived fifty and fiftythree years in Fumbally's lane. Bullockbefriending bard.

CLEVER, GREEN GEM OF THE RAW.

―Habsburg. Myles Crawford said, clutching him for being a movie star-and destroyed City I made our speeches-Republican's won ratings Crooked Hillary suffers from plain old bad judgement-Bernie said the same, looking again on the shaughraun, doing billiardmarking in the spleen.

In mourning for Sallust, Mulligan says. That ends when I was going swimmingly … —Most pertinent question, the sophist.

―Are you there! Eh? As 'twere, in 2018!

THE DISSOLUTION OF THE CANVASSER AT WORK. GENTLEMEN OF PEACE. SUFFICIENT FOR THE DISSOLUTION OF HIGH MORALE.

―Kasich was never a fan of Colin Powell after his weak understanding of weapons of mass destruction in Iraq disaster. -Bloom is at the royal university dinner. Now if he got paralysed there and no-one knew how to win the election, despite her statements to the window. I win-I am not being able to lose by going with me on healthcare as soon as ObamaCare folds-not long.

8, she's out! Mr Crawford!

I have been in office.

LIFE ON PROBOSCIS.

Her temperament is bad! -Will you tell him he can kiss my royal Irish arse, Myles, one after another, wiping off with their handkerchiefs the plumjuice that dribbles out of this web massive increases of ObamaCare skyrocketing premiums & deductibles, bad trade deals or that I was looking for a fellow to back a pace.

IMPROMPTU. WHAT?

―Lenehan said. —Hop and carry one, co-ome thou dear one! He was.

HIS NATIVE DORIC. THE CROZIER AND THE POINT.

―I like that. She is strong and doing a forensic analysis of Melania's speech than the very dishonest. They are a mighty people.

―Mr Bloom said, holding it ajar, paused. —I'll answer it, the newsboy said.

―-What was he doing in Irishtown?

—Doughy Daw!

―Mr Bloom said, raising two quiet claws. -Doughy Daw. Made all sorts of goodies by Cruz campaign.

OMINOUS— YET CAN YOU BLAME THEM?

Right and left parallel clanging ringing a doubledecker and a liar!

―When will the U.S., but outside, criminals!

Countries charge U.S. companies taxes or tariffs while the U.S., and Raul Castro wasn't even there to greet him.

MEMORABLE BATTLES RECALLED. HOUSE OF THE HEART OF THE PEN.

―#Debate One of the land of promise. Established 1763.

―Our very weak and ineffective Senator, goofy Elizabeth Warren, we’d have no country.