Encyclopedia: Bells, credit cards, and stalkers.
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* Old Tom was the single cracked bronze bell in the University
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* Old Tom was the single cracked bronze bell in the University
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bell tower.
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bell tower.
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[ Eric, by Terry Pratchett ]
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[ Eric, by Terry Pratchett ]
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*bell
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~*engraved*bell*
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They were old Chimes, trust me. Centuries ago, these Bells had
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*bell*
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been baptized by bishops: so many centuries ago, that the register
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Hear the sledges with the bells --
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of their baptism was lost long, long before the memory of man, and
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Silver bells!
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no one knew their names. They had had their Godfathers and
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What a world of merriment their melody foretells!
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Godmothers, these Bells (for my own part, by the way, I would
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How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,
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rather incur the responsibility of being Godfather to a Bell than
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In the icy air of night!
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a Boy), and had their silver mugs no doubt, besides.
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While the stars that oversprinkle
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But Time had mowed down their sponsors, and Henry the Eighth had
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All the heavens, seem to twinkle
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melted down their mugs; and they now hung, nameless and mugless,
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With a crystalline delight;
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in the church-tower.
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Keeping time, time, time,
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[ The Chimes, by Charles Dickens ]
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In a sort of Runic rhyme,
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To the tintinabulation that so musically wells
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From the bells, bells, bells, bells,
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Bells, bells, bells --
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From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.
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[ The Bells, by Edgar Allan Poe ]
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blindfold
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blindfold
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The blindfolding was performed by binding a piece of the
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The blindfolding was performed by binding a piece of the
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yellowish linen whereof those of the Amahagger who condescended
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yellowish linen whereof those of the Amahagger who condescended
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[ The Vor Game, by Lois McMaster Bujold ]
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[ The Vor Game, by Lois McMaster Bujold ]
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credit card
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credit card
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charge card
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charge card
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Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of
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"We are not worried about the expiration date," repeated the
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imagination.
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barman, satisfied that he now had Ford Prefect's full attention;
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[ Oscar Wilde ]
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"we are worried about the entire piece of plastic."
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"What?" said Ford. He seemed a little taken aback.
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"This," said the barman, holding out the card as if it were a
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small fish whose soul had three weeks earlier winged its way to
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the Land Where Fish Are Eternally Blessed. "We don't accept it."
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"But you don't understand," said Ford, his expression slowly
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ripening from a little taken abackness into rank incredulity,
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"this is the American Express card. It is the finest way of
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settling bills known to man. Haven't you read their junk mail?"
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[ So Long, and Thanks For All The Fish, by Douglas Adams ]
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*crocodile
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*crocodile
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A big animal with the appearance of a lizard, constituting
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A big animal with the appearance of a lizard, constituting
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an order of the reptiles (_Loricata_ or _Crocodylia_), the
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an order of the reptiles (_Loricata_ or _Crocodylia_), the
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Dr. Peter Venkman: They go up.
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Dr. Peter Venkman: They go up.
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[ Ghostbusters, directed by Ivan Reitman,
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[ Ghostbusters, directed by Ivan Reitman,
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written by Dan Ackroyd and Harold Ramis ]
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written by Dan Ackroyd and Harold Ramis ]
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stalker
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*stalker
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invisible stalker
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“You don’t understand,” he said, “who I am or what I am. I’ll show
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The Writer: Won't they come after us?
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you. By Heaven! I’ll show you.” Then he put his open palm over his
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The Stalker: No, they're scared to death of it.
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face and withdrew it. The centre of his face became a black
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The Writer: Of what?
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cavity. “Here,” he said. He stepped forward and handed Mrs. Hall
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[ Stalker, directed by Andrei Tarkovsky ]
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something which she, staring at his metamorphosed face, accepted
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automatically. Then, when she saw what it was, she screamed
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loudly, dropped it, and staggered back. The nose—it was the
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stranger’s nose! pink and shining—rolled on the floor.
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Then he removed his spectacles, and everyone in the bar gasped. He
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took off his hat, and with a violent gesture tore at his whiskers
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and bandages. For a moment they resisted him. A flash of horrible
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anticipation passed through the bar. “Oh, my Gard!” said some one.
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Then off they came.
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It was worse than anything. Mrs. Hall, standing open-mouthed and
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horror-struck, shrieked at what she saw, and made for the door of
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the house. Everyone began to move. They were prepared for scars,
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disfigurements, tangible horrors, but nothing! The bandages and
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false hair flew across the passage into the bar, making a
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hobbledehoy jump to avoid them. Everyone tumbled on everyone else
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down the steps. For the man who stood there shouting some
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incoherent explanation, was a solid gesticulating figure up to the
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coat-collar of him, and then—nothingness, no visible thing at all!
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[ The Invisible Man, by H. G. Wells ]
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~statue trap
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~statue trap
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statue*
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statue*
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Then at last he began to wonder why the lion was standing so
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Then at last he began to wonder why the lion was standing so
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