Barty and Dunny met in a pub and discussed the illness of a friend named Hogan. Poor Micheal Hogan! Faith, I'm afraid he's goin' to die. Shure, an' why would he be dyin'? asked the other. Ah, he's gotten so thin. You're thin enough, and I'm thin -- but by my soul, Micheal Hogan is thinner than both of us put together.
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