The Man Felt an Iron Hand Grasp Him By the Hair, At the Nape. Not One Hand, A Hundred Hands Seized Him, Each By the Hair, And Tore Him Head to Foot, The Way You Tear Up a Sheet of Paper, Into Hundreds of Little Pieces
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The Man Felt an Iron Hand Grasp Him By the Hair At the Nape Not One Hand A Hundred Hands Seized Him Each By the Hair And Tore Him Head to Foot The Way You Tear Up a Sheet of Paper Into Hundreds of Little Pieces