Narration script from Moby Dick(266 words)
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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 and see the watery part of the world. It is a way I have of driving off the splitting 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 in voluntarily pausing before coffin warehouses on bringing up the rear of every funeral, I mate, and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of May that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent May from deliberately stepping into the straight and methodically knocking people's hats off. Then I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and bald. With a philosophical flourish, Quedo throws himself upon his sword. I quietly take to the ship. There is nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it. Almost all men in their degree, sometime or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with May. There is now is your insolence city off the man Hatice belted around by wolves as Indian Isles by coral reefs. Commerce surrounds it with her serf right and left the streets. Take your water would. It's extreme. Downtown is the battery where that noble mole is washed by wives and cooled by the breezes, which a few hours previous were out of sight of land. Look at the crowds of water guys, is there?