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August, 2014

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It was a Saturday night, and such a Sabbath as followed! Ex officio professors of Sabbath breaking are all whalemen. The ivory Pequod was turned into what seemed a shamble; every sailor a butcher. You would have thought we were offering up ten thousand red oxen. In the first place, the enormous cutting tackles, among other ponderous things comprising a cluster of blocks generally painted green, and which no …

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It was a Saturday night, and such a Sabbath as followed! Ex officio professors of Sabbath breaking are all whalemen. The ivory Pequod was turned into what seemed a shamble; every sailor a butcher. You would have thought we were offering up ten thousand red oxen. In the first place, the enormous cutting tackles, among other ponderous things comprising a cluster of blocks generally painted green, and which no …

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It was a Saturday night, and such a Sabbath as followed! Ex officio professors of Sabbath breaking are all whalemen. The ivory Pequod was turned into what seemed a shamble; every sailor a butcher. You would have thought we were offering up ten thousand red oxen. In the first place, the enormous cutting tackles, among other ponderous things comprising a cluster of blocks generally painted green, and which no …

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It was a Saturday night, and such a Sabbath as followed! Ex officio professors of Sabbath breaking are all whalemen. The ivory Pequod was turned into what seemed a shamble; every sailor a butcher. You would have thought we were offering up ten thousand red oxen. In the first place, the enormous cutting tackles, among other ponderous things comprising a cluster of blocks generally painted green, and which no …

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It was a Saturday night, and such a Sabbath as followed! Ex officio professors of Sabbath breaking are all whalemen. The ivory Pequod was turned into what seemed a shamble; every sailor a butcher. You would have thought we were offering up ten thousand red oxen. In the first place, the enormous cutting tackles, among other ponderous things comprising a cluster of blocks generally painted green, and which no …

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