The Regrettable Contest of Noughts and Crosses, chapter four
When the new soup kitchen opened in Old Humberto Square Senator Nought rolled up his sleeves and recited the opening prayer. While flashbulbs popped he ladled soup and dried the orphans' tears, "I'd rather help my fellow man than shady financiers."
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