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Then, drinking up what remained at the bottom of the bottle, he spoke to the man next to him: "Sir, would you be so good as to give me a pinch of snuff. That's a lovely box you have there. Are you a musician?" "No." THEN DRINKING UP WHAT REMAINED AT THE BOTTOM OF THE BOTTLE HE SPOKE TO THE MAN NEXT TO HIM SIR WOULD YOU BE SO GOOD AS TO GIVE ME A PINCH OF SNUFF THAT'S A LOVELY BOX YOU HAVE THERE ARE YOU A MUSICIAN NO
 else. At that point he stopped and assumed, in succession, the pose of a man who's holding a violin, turning his arms to tighten the strings, and then the pose of a poor devil worn out with exhaustion, with no energy, whose limbs wobbled, ready to die if someone didn't throw him a piece of bread. He showed his extreme need with the gesture of a finger pointing towards his half open mouth. Then he added, "You see what I mean. They'd toss me the loaf, and three or four of us, all famished, would fight over it. So go on, then--think grand thoughts, create beautiful things in an environment of such distress." ME: That's difficult. HIM: From one tumble to the next--I fell into that job. I was in clover. Now I've left it. Now I have to scrape the gut once again, and come back to that gesture with my finger pointing towards my gaping mouth. Nothing's very stable in this world. Today at the top of the wheel, tomorrow at the bottom. Damned circumstances lead us along, and lead us really badly. D WITH RAGE BUT I CHOSE SOMETHING ELSE AT THAT POINT HE STOPPED AND ASSUMED IN SUCCESSION THE POSE OF A MAN WHO'S HOLDING A VIOLIN TURNING HIS ARMS TO TIGHTEN THE STRINGS AND THEN THE POSE OF A POOR DEVIL WORN OUT WITH EXHAUSTION WITH NO ENERGY WHOSE LIMBS WOBBLED READY TO DIE IF SOMEONE DIDN'T THROW HIM A PIECE OF BREAD HE SHOWED HIS EXTREME NEED WITH THE GESTURE OF A FINGER POINTING TOWARDS HIS HALF OPEN MOUTH THEN HE ADDED YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN THE AGE TOSS ME THE LOAF AND THREE OR FOUR OF US ALL FAMISHED WOULD FIGHT OVER IT SO GO ON THEN THINK GRAND THOUGHTS CREATE BEAUTIFUL THINGS IN AN ENVIRONMENT OF SUCH DISTRESS ME THAT'S DIFFICULT HIM FROM ONE TUMBLE TO THE NEXT I FELL INTO THAT JOB I WAS IN CLOVER NOW I'VE LEFT IT NOW I HAVE TO SCRAPE THE GUT ONCE AGAIN AND COME BACK TO THAT GESTURE WITH MY FINGER POINTING TOWARDS MY GAPING MOUTH NOTHING'S VERY STABLE IN THIS WORLD TO DAY AT THE TOP OF THE WHEEL TO MORROW AT THE BOTTOM DAMNED CIRCUMSTANCES LEAD US ALONG AND LEAD US REALLY BADLY
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