Chap.

1        1|  You’re hiding yourself in holes and crannies—you, a man
2        8| She’s got eyes like gimlet holes, and her hair’s the color
3        8|   fetid reek of the town’s holes and corners were sure to
4        9|  Fontan was always picking holes in his friendssuccesses!
5       14|  if she gets over it, with holes in her face! It’ll suit
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