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9[..............................................................]001
€This is a First Word Plus text file, using a ruler of 79 characters long, and
it is designed to be a quick test for this 1stType utility that I've wrote.
ŵ The €(not very) ŵsecret diary of Paul England, aged 26 and a bit.
€
ŵMonday €Washday. Spent all morning at the launderette. Wash, Rinse, Spin
- Wash, Rinse, Spin.. Then I had to get out and put my dirty
washing in.
Needed half a box of Bio-Tex to get rid of stains. I will need
to use a whole box if I am to get rid of the rest of Milton
Keynes.
ŵTuesday€ Went shopping. Picked up a few things in the Army and Navy, but
then you would wouldn't you?. Took the bus home. Couldn't get it
through the front door so took it back again.
ŵWednesday€ Hear on the news that British Nuclear Fuels are going into the
tourist industry. They are currently advertising trips to the
Selofield beach Self-Illuminations.
ŵThursday €I feel very tired today. I must have over stretched myself. That
could explain my hair standing on end.
ŵFriday€ My head is swimming. The rest of me is just going for a stroll
around the park.
ŵSaturday€ A sure sign that spring is on it's way. My spots have all gone
and the first daffodils have appeared. I'm wearing a hat to keep
them covered up.
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€
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€
Now, on with the shite...
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It was a dry, hot, burning, baking, adjective of an afternoon. Rock Granite
stood alone, yet not alone, yet the shroud of loneliness hung around him like
leaves of a tree, in autumn.Rock wondered if he'd ever make it as a big movie
star.
That day it was 112° in the shade in Arizona. Rock was glad he was in
California. A car hurtled lazily towards him, down highway 66. He stuck out his
thumb, it stopped. So did the car. Alone at the wheel was a pretty familiar
face. 'Hay' said Rock as he slid across her upholstery, 'aren't you Charity
Ball, the famous movie starlet?' 'Yes I am' she smouldered, lighting a
cigarette. They drove off. He looked across at Charity, her golden hair, her
tanned skin and her firm breasts that strained against her clinging bright
orange 70% polyester sweater. He watched as she changed gear - into a rather
nice blush pink lurex number.
She mentioned in passing that she was a nymphomaniac. 'Wow' thought Rock. 'A
nymphomaniac, someone who can't help stealing things'.
When they arrived in Hollywood Charity begged Rock to stay with her. She said
it was alright as her husband was abroad that night, but tomorrow he'd probably
be dressed as a man.
As soon as she got through the door she tore off all her clothes, Charity
certainly did begin at home. She was an animal in bed, so Rock decided it was
more hygienic to sleep on the sofa.
Next day found Rock in the office of the movie producer Max Smathes. He was a
funny looking guy with a hatchet in his forehead. He claimed it helped him to
keep an open mind. Max was just about to start a new film called 'Walk the dog'
and he wanted Rock to play the lead...
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