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By Jack Joseph Smith
By Jack Joseph Smith
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O'Dandy's famous eah, the old accident scars, the five-thousand-dollar payout, and Wendell Sabastian's profanity-heavy contempt all get folded into another round of mock applause and abuse.
The tone is half comedy routine, half public stripping-down, with every detail of injury and money converted into social ammunition. Michael keeps leaning into performance, but the crowd keeps forcing the body back into view through scars, threats, and class resentment.
The mock-scholarly anatomy of O'Dandy's grunt continues - the tongue 'generally placed over the left part of / his lip,' but 'in case of immediate danger' held 'inside his left / cheek,' a deformation that angers him into the threat 'I'll drill ya.' The narrator, insisting 'I am an actor now... I must have my face perfect and pretty for per / formances,' is cut down by O'Dandy - 'You're running a beer hall Michael, and that's all you will ever be able to do' - then turns the payout into a barb, thanking the 'King' for 'the five thousand dollars,' his scars said to 'add countanence to my countanence,' until Wendell Sabastian insists they are just 'fucking scars' marking him a 'hell raising... bum.' One struck insult after 'You fucking' has no stable replacement and is omitted from this account.