You Englishmen,’ said Herr Wurter. ‘You are all the same. Wherever you are you behave as if you were at home and your wo — Derek Raymond, The Crust on Its Uppers
You Englishmen,’ said Herr Wurter. ‘You are all the same. Wherever you are you behave as if you were at home and your wo — Derek Raymond, The Crust on Its Uppers
You Englishmen,’ said Herr Wurter. ‘You are all the same. Wherever you are you behave as if you were at home and your wo — Derek Raymond, The Crust on Its Uppers
You Englishmen,’ said Herr Wurter. ‘You are all the same. Wherever you are you behave as if you were at home and your wo — Derek Raymond, The Crust on Its Uppers
You Englishmen,’ said Herr Wurter. ‘You are all the same. Wherever you are you behave as if you were at home and your wo — Derek Raymond, The Crust on Its Uppers
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You Englishmen,’ said Herr Wurter. ‘You are all the same. Wherever you are you behave as if you were at home and your word was law.

— Derek Raymond, The Crust on Its Uppers
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