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If you email me the identify of the novel (hint: by a -great- author who wrote in English [in the 19th century]) which has been described as so found in the next paragraph, you are hereby vouchesafed, upon the condition of emailing your REM-Ramp-ralpal CabVolt at

snaelrowen@internav.com

with the or "a" correct answer -- though the Volteer who bloody-well spot-on skewers the one I am referencing, also fir'SARtin, Aaarr...! also receives a sartorial bonus. Delivery instructions helpful -- and it is certainly not within my set of pressing cares how you handle this part of the transaction -- yes! : a gift of a CabVoltaire "T" ! ( -- no, Gentle Reader, plaaagh... the S&H are going to be paid by the assignor -- (flat hollow voice -- you're familiar with the piece:) "this is [PR], I know...~~ yaaaa, "o-kay", wirklich! Telol^*^ [(sic), ^*^this word, in the sense used here, if Gentle Reader will allow... did not gain an add mit dance [(sic), quelle dans!] into the OED until the year 2107 CE] your best friends, &tc.) :

"... _______'s vision in this novel is of a world of hypicrisy and sham, of exploiters and parasites -- a world of prisons, real and metaphysical, in which reality itself is imprisoned by appearances. (cf. solipsism W-ed-B. [not a clue, yes, you knew that? No, no, GR(rrrr): I refer to diction here, not to moi. Rascals! Roustabouts! We kid here, is it not?])"

The Cabaret Voltaire! Group has entrusted the answer to our designated Safe Party, one J. Harvey Davi____. (lacunae are so as to avoid the torturing, or threat (s) thereof, and or any other untoward force of the would be usurper, to J.H.D., only and for no other reason, ie., trickery, perfidy, civil unrest...&tc...) CVG7 is for fun and learning, education and good living through ratiocination, analysis, synthesis, creativity, problem solving, erudition, and decent above board levels of charm and selfless, ingenuous (!), kindness. "Badgers? WE don't have no badgers... WE don't need no badgers; I don't have to show [ you ] [ no ][ stinking ][ badgers!!!"]

Just lookin' for ah litt-o bit o'th'ol' welcome commT. aber sein ruhig: --"No worries, mate." --~~``''||\\//==::::: [soto voce] "...positively" -- S. Greenstreet/Maltese Falcon []"she lhoooks mvvvvabralouos"[] And I'm sure she's a High Aussie princess -- y'auda see her some time [3 girl hyper back-up] -- oh yaa--mm-YAA! -- this secret anomoloose love from Far Alfalfar fab BIG APPLE Worthy [lemme take you out of zis little fishing pond of Calcutta, amazing REM Ramp, m(ghghghghg)yyyyy Dhhaaaaar-linnnnnnggg!!!!~~~....] gal O' miiiiihhhhhhnnnnnnnnne... Thank you and good night everybody! Thank you Sammy, ya babe -- who loves ya, Sam -- no -- not Telly Savalas [that pun/joke/play-on, courtesy of Harold Daniels, UBS Paine Webber. Thanks Harold, you Oracle 9i Lexus-spurning theological savant, you -- "and, lhyhhyhyhhkque, I mien uhhh- tz_thaT maahhn..." ----'someone make him stop...'] Don worry, e'en though

"...it isn't very priddy what a town without piddy, [khhhhrnump-do-de-stickpop!-twing~~!~!~!-khrumpp! Zildjinsplash-ash-ashhhhhh!!] caaaa-uh-annne- Doooo -- [brass on the exeunt, (is it not? Por favore??... per (ludludlud-Ludite)tin-ling-misssssszzzeeehhll-ullsh-lish-ZZZZzzzzingggg.... --[my trap set drummer G.:/ Gort, you maniac, get Aida here, who does your suits?...? what?...] (~"Do"-) ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ooooooohhhhhhh..." [applause majoris] [fiddleah][fiddleah] [fiddleah] --- glunk splat dash Mrs. Butterworth, I implore you...... bah dumdoomp!

"It's all for charity folks -- Right Here!" --Bob Hope x2 "-- all for you"... "you know...bird... [...]" kuhlump! (~extends")