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She: I'm sorry you're leaving the grocery stores, Mr. Brown. He: Yes, they're sending me to another branch. We have to go where we're told to. She: Well, we're all clogs in a machine, aren't we? —"The Xatler."

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Auckland Star, Volume LXVI, Issue 170, 20 July 1935, Page 4 (Supplement)

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She: I'm sorry you're leaving the grocery stores, Mr. Brown. He: Yes, they're sending me to another branch. We have to go where we're told to. She: Well, we're all clogs in a machine, aren't we? —"The Xatler." Auckland Star, Volume LXVI, Issue 170, 20 July 1935, Page 4 (Supplement)

She: I'm sorry you're leaving the grocery stores, Mr. Brown. He: Yes, they're sending me to another branch. We have to go where we're told to. She: Well, we're all clogs in a machine, aren't we? —"The Xatler." Auckland Star, Volume LXVI, Issue 170, 20 July 1935, Page 4 (Supplement)