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Mr. Pappleworth arrived, chewing a chlorodyne gum, at about twenty to nine, when all the other men were at work.
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D.H. Lawrence (Sons and Lovers)
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You my love became a burden to carry, like chewed gum hardened by saliva in my thirsty mouth and with no bins in sight. You are now stuck under the barstool that cradles me at a hundred year old bar for the heartbroken. I drink the night away but no one really knows now that I once loved you.
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Sakshi Narula (Lover ( The Art Of Staying Lost, #1))