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By Anthony Burgess

An excellent interpreting from the radical via one of many wittiest commentators and literary figures of this century. "Antony Burgess reads chapters of his novel A Clockwork Orange" with hair-raising force and effort. even though it is a fable set in an Orwellian destiny, this is often whatever yet a bedtime story."-- "New York instances"

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Dim has made a real horrorshow suggestion. " "Oh yes," said Georgie. " "I might," said Dim, "be just that malenky bit late. " He was still wiping at his goober, though no krovvy flowed any longer now. " Then he gave his old Dim guff, a clowny big hohohohoho. It seemed like he was too dim to take much offence. So off we went our several ways, me belching arrrrgh on the cold coke I'd peeted. I had my cut-throat britva handy in case any of Billyboy's droogs should be around near the flat- block waiting, or for that matter any of the other bandas or gruppas or shaikas that from time to time were at war with one.

We all went smecking into the room with a light on, and there was this devotchka sort of cower- ing, a young pretty bit of sharp with real horrorshow groodies on her, and with her was this chelloveck who was her moodge, youngish too with horn-rimmed otchkies on him, and on a table was a typewriter and all papers scattered everywhere, but there was one little pile of paper like that must have been what he'd already typed, so here was another intelligent type bookman type like that we'd fillied with some hours back, but this one was a writer not a reader.

They started on the old "Very kind, lads, God bless you, boys," and so we rang the collocol and brought a different waiter in this time and we ordered beers with rum in, being sore athirst, my brothers, and whatever the old ptitsas wanted. Then I said to the old baboochkas: "We haven't been out of here, have we? " They all caught on real skorry and said: "That's right, lads. Not been out of our sight, you haven't. God bless you, boys," drinking. Not that it mattered much, really. About half an hour went by before there was any sign of life among the millicents, and then it was only two very young rozzes that came in, very pink under their big copper's shlemmies.

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