How It Is - pg. 48

those dragging on in front those  dragging on behind whose llot has been whose lot will be what your lot is endless cortege of sacks burst in the interests of all

or a celestial tin miraculous sardines sent ddown by God at the news of my mishap wherewith to spew him out another week

semi-side right left leg left aerm push pull flat on the face must imprecations scrabbe in the mud every half-yard eight times per chevron or three yards of headway clear a little less the hand dips clawing for the take instead of the familiar slime an arse two cries one mute end of part one before Pim that's how it was before Pim