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Soon I was leading the choruses . A man at the piano played Chopsticks ' standing on his head ; someone who had been in the Foreign Legion said he felt the ' cafard ' coming on , and demanded wine ; I tore down curtains , waved them ...
Soon I was leading the choruses . A man at the piano played Chopsticks ' standing on his head ; someone who had been in the Foreign Legion said he felt the ' cafard ' coming on , and demanded wine ; I tore down curtains , waved them ...
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And soon from every house in the street comes out lashings of char and wads , and we have a rare old party . But there is still this bloody barricade and me sitting on my backside doing nothing about it .
And soon from every house in the street comes out lashings of char and wads , and we have a rare old party . But there is still this bloody barricade and me sitting on my backside doing nothing about it .
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The need of whites to strengthen their own position will , the author believes , soon compel them to restore to Cape Coloureds the political and social status of whites , thus improving the white / black ratio from thirty per cent to ...
The need of whites to strengthen their own position will , the author believes , soon compel them to restore to Cape Coloureds the political and social status of whites , thus improving the white / black ratio from thirty per cent to ...
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