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#Ulysse 721
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#Ulysse 711
16 janvier 2014, par Guillaume VissacM. Drumont, famous journalist, Drumont, know what he called queen Victoria ? Old hag with the yellow teeth. Vieille ogresse with the dents jaunes.
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#Ulysse 702
7 janvier 2014, par Guillaume VissacAbout us gobblers fork spiced beans down their gullets. Un demi setier !
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#Ulysse 676
12 décembre 2013, par Guillaume VissacPatrice, home on furlough, lapped warm milk with me in the bar MacMahon. Son of the wild goose, Kevin Egan of Paris.
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#Ulysse 1872
23 mars 2017, par Guillaume Vissac—That was terrible, Mr Power’s shocked face said, and the corpse fell about the road. Terrible !
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#Ulysse 701
6 janvier 2014, par Guillaume VissacNoon slumbers. Kevin Egan rolls gunpowder cigarettes through fingers smeared with printer’s ink, sipping his green fairy as Patrice his white.
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#Ulysse 727
1er février 2014, par Guillaume VissacShe is quite nicey comfy without her outcast man, madame in rue Git-le-Coeur, canary and two buck lodgers.
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#Ulysse 703
8 janvier 2014, par Guillaume VissacA jet of coffee steam from the burnished caldron. She serves me at his beck. Il est irlandais. Hollandais ? Non fromage. Deux irlandais, nous, Irlande, vous savez ah, oui !
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#Ulysse 730
4 février 2014, par Guillaume VissacWeak wasting hand on mine. They have forgotten Kevin Egan, not he them. Remembering thee, O Sion.
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#Ulysse 707
12 janvier 2014, par Guillaume VissacHis breath hangs over our saucestained plates, the green fairy’s fang thrusting between his lips.