Ishmael Character VO Demo

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Reading for the part of Ishmael, lover of the sea. A gritty, weathered protagonist looking for more than the land has to offer as he finds his true calling on the open seas.

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Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
call me Ishmael, some years ago, never mind how long, precisely having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore. I thought I would sail about a little. See the watery parts of the world is the way I have of driving off the spleen and regulating the circulation whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth, whenever it is a damp, drizzly november in my soul. Whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet, and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street and methodically knocking people's hats off. I account it high time to get to see as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. With a philosophical flourish, Cato throws himself upon his sword. I quietly take to the ship. There's nothing surprising in this, if they but knew it. Almost all men in their degree sometime, or other chairs, very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me. There's now your insular city of Manhattan does. Built around by dwarves as indian isles, by coral reefs. Commerce surrounds it with a surf, right and left. The streets take you water word extreme downtown is the battery, where that noble mold is washed by waves and cooled by breezes which a few hours previous were out of sight, out of land at the crowds of water geysers there