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hawk from a handsaw

I lost the key to the padlock on my basement storage unit. This means that I have no access to my guitar and keyboard cases, box of art supplies leaking mineral spirits all over the place, and about 850 copies of my album. I called the locksmith and they said that with Master padlocks there wasn't much to do but cut it off. I'm going to go downstairs now and see if the hasp looks vulnerable to a hacksaw.

James Joyce turns up at writing workshop with the last sentence of The Dead.

 

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