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The Lord's soup will never run out. THE WORKERS: When will you finally Open
your crawling cellars You butchers of men? Groups form. A MAN: Now how will I
finish paying for the cute little damp little cottage Where twelve of us live?
MARTHA (one of the Black Straw Hats): Don't get involved in that! Ask many
Questions and you'll get many answers. JOAN: Never mind. I want to see this
Mauler Who's at the bottom of so much misery. THE BLACK STRAW HATS: In
that case, ...
THE Poor: We've never seen anybody like that. The two who were with him are
more familiar. They look a lot worse than he does. JoAN: Now before we go,
open your hymn books at: 'Never will you want for bread.' THE BLACK STRAW
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This wasn’t what I had expected. This is a bizarre tale of a charismatic roustabout, think Andy Griffith as Lonesome Roads. He swims in an endless ocean of brandy, his stupor affords him the carnal ... Vollständige Rezension lesen