Ayear passed; a year of art and dissipationone part art, two parts
dissipation.We mounted and descended at pleasure the rounds of society's
ladder.
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I'd lovetowritea book Ayear, but Idon'tthinkI'd haveany fans.
Donna TarttI am a worker, a tombstone mason, anxious to pleace averyburies and jully glad when Christmas comes his once Ayear.
james joyceO, what a world of vile ill-favour’d faults Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a-year!
He was a gentleman who was generally spoken of as having nothing a-year, paid quarterly.
Robert Smith Surtees