The Bat—they called him the Bat.[…]. He[…]played a lone hand,[…]. Most lone wolves had a moll at any rate—women were their ruin—but if the Bat had a moll, not even the grapevine telegraph could locate her.
Since the world of becoming, of origins and perishings, is deficient in true Being, it cannot be known in the best sense.
Buyers in Andersonville seek the quality of life here, Finegan said, referring to the live-and-let-live attitude of the diverse neighborhood.
A sore penny it has cost me, first and last, and by all tales, not worth an owld tobacco pipe."
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