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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from A Sentimental Journey by Laurence Sterne: He was begirt with a clean linen apron which fell below his knees,
and with a sort of a bib that went half way up his breast; upon the
top of this, but a little below the hem, hung his croix. His
basket of little pates was covered over with a white damask napkin;
another of the same kind was spread at the bottom; and there was a
look of PROPRETE and neatness throughout, that one might have
bought his pates of him, as much from appetite as sentiment.
He made an offer of them to neither; but stood still with them at
the corner of an hotel, for those to buy who chose it without
solicitation.
He was about forty-eight; - of a sedate look, something approaching
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