All his brains are in the nape of his neck, Simon Dedalus says.
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12 avril 2018, par Guillaume Vissac—Right, Mr Bloom said with a nod. I’ll rub that in.
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11 avril 2018, par Guillaume Vissac—Of course, if he wants a par, Red Murray said earnestly, a pen behind his ear, we can do him one.