Evasi aliquando rancidi senis loquax et famelicum convivium, somno non cibo gravatus, cenatus solis fabulis, et in cubiculum reversus optatae me quieti reddidi.
At long last I escaped the nauseating old mans talkative, famished banquet. Stuffed with drowsiness instead of food, having dined on nothing but talk, I went back to my room and surrendered to the sleep that I yearned for.
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