unearths some literary gems.
From To Bed at Noon, by Val Gielgud:
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The loudspeaker reminded intended passengers on Flight No. Whatever-it-was that the moment had come....
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"But time and typewriters are inexorable."
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[I love how the force of the assertion is undercut by the admission that he never wears the hat anyway!]
If they hadn't cross-checked what they had written or dictated they weren't human, and I would eat the bowler-hat I never wore.
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