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Then he said, ‘Never ran as no genius, but I’ll defend the title again against all the good young new ones.’ He lowered his head, put his left foot forward, and jabbed at the air with a left and a right. ‘Never let them hit you solid,’ he said. — Lill i an Ross, The Moods of Ernest Hemingway