The mirror was in shadow. She rubbed her handglass briskly on her woollen vest against her full wagging bub. Peering into it. Lines in her eyes. It wouldn’t pan out somehow.
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Calypso
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#Ulysse 1278
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13 décembre 2014, par Guillaume VissacThe crooked skirt swinging, whack by whack by whack.
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#Ulysse 1121
2 mars 2015, par Guillaume VissacHe scalded and rinsed out the teapot and put in four full spoons of tea, tilting the kettle then to let the water flow in.
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#Ulysse 962
24 septembre 2014, par Guillaume VissacHis hand took his hat from the peg over his initialled heavy overcoat and his lost property office secondhand waterproof.
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#Ulysse 1228
17 juin 2015, par Guillaume VissacThe cat mewed to him.
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7 décembre 2014, par Guillaume VissacHe took a page up from the pile of cut sheets : the model farm at Kinnereth on the lakeshore of Tiberias.
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#Ulysse 1175
25 avril 2015, par Guillaume Vissac—Yes, she said. There’s nothing smutty in it. Is she in love with the first fellow all the time ?
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#Ulysse 1255
14 juillet 2015, par Guillaume VissacOur prize titbit : Matcham’s Masterstroke. Written by Mr Philip Beaufoy, Playgoers’ Club, London.
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#Ulysse 921
14 août 2014, par Guillaume VissacAnother slice of bread and butter : three, four : right. She didn’t like her plate full. Right.
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#Ulysse 1005
6 novembre 2014, par Guillaume VissacBaldhead over the blind. Cute old codger.