And as they were spreading abroad on their octopuds their
drifter nets, the chromous gleamy seiners’ nets and, no lie, there was
word of assonance being softspoken among those quartermasters.
— Get busy, kid!
— Chirpy, come now!
— The present hospices is a good time.
— I’ll take on that chap.
Y en lo que desplegaban en sus tenta culos las redes pesqueras, las redes cromadas brillantes y, en verdad, hubo un murmullo de palabras a sonantes y suaves entre los cuatro intendentes:
–Aprisa muchacho!
–alé grate, venga!
–El ahora hauspicia un buen momento!
–Yo me encargo del muchacho
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