I'll Make an Attempt at the "Unreadable"

Won't feel obliged to finish it. Will see how it goes. One for the Flipper (Flaubert).

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From Flaubert's Anthony:

     "Once more I have been deceived. Why these things? They arise from the revolts of the flesh! Ah! miserable man that I am!"
     He dashes into his cell, takes out of it a bundle of cords, with iron nails at the ends of them, strips himself to the waist, and raising his eyes toward Heaven:
     "Accept my penance, O my God! Do not despise it on account of its insufficiency. Make it sharp, prolonged, excessive. It is time! To work!"
     He proceeds to lash himself vigorously. 
 
 

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