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	The Life and Times of a Teaboy - Michael Collins 1994 English hardback first edition, first impression, Phoenix House, London A fine book in fine unclipped dust jacket The book is tightly bound and square, no names, inscriptions or stamps etc Clean contents and cloth The jacket shows no loss or tears A highly acclaimed and collectable rare book offered well below market value For Sale at £85 (approx $150) P10 - Free Delivery Worldwide - Check Upgrades	Buy Secure - Enquire Add to Cart
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Synopsis - Sample The cow bellowed plaintively. Feeney rose. 'That's it, you whore.' He took the cold bucket of water. The cow faced the wall, its hind legs far apart, like a big woman in high heels, the hooves scraping the concrete floor, trying to keep balance. The tail hung to the side of its rump. The margin of wetness spread down to the thighs. Feeney put his hands under his hot armpits to warm them before touching the cow. It mooed softly in resignation, the tremor of its legs holding it up above the damp hay. Feeney stared with the sobriety of a vet. He had done this sort of thing before. The shed filled up with hot animal breath. 'You stand over there,' Feeney whispered. 'Light the lamp.* He took his coat off and rolled up his sleeves. He blew on his hands once more to make sure they were warm. Maria shivered in the corner. She lit the lamp and put it on the ground. She looked at the dark figure of her father leaning into the hind of the cow as though he were trying to climb into it. She closed her eyes.

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