text_original: Behind the palms stood a man who, once seen, was not likely to be forgotten. He was not a handsome man. About fifty years of age, he was unusually stout; and, though his clothing was of expensive texture, it fitted him badly. On his upper lip was a heavy moustache, now iron gray. His face was red, almost bloated. There were heavy pouches under his eyes that told of many hours of senseless, vicious dissipation. A small wart on the left side of the man's nose emphasized his lack of good looks.
text_transcription: BEYOND THE PALMS STOOD A MAN WHO ONCE SEEN WAS NOT LIKELY TO BE FORGOTTEN HE WAS NOT A HANDSOME MAN ABOUT FIFTY YEARS OF AGE HE WAS UNUSUALLY STOUT AND THOUGH HIS CLOTHING WAS OF SOME EXPENSIVE TEXTURE IT FITTED HIM BADLY ON HIS UPPER LIP WAS A HEAVY MOUSTACHE NOW IRON GRAY HIS FACE WAS RED ALMOST BLOATED THERE WERE HEAVY POUCHES UNDER HIS EYES THAT TOLD OF MANY HOURS OF SENSELESS VICIOUS DISSIPATION A SMALL WAR ON THE LEFT SIDE OF THE MAN'S NOSE EMPHASIZED HIS LACK OF GOOD LOOKS
phonemes: bᵻhˌaɪnd ðə pˈɑːmz stˈʊd ɐ mˈæn hˈuː, wˈʌns sˈiːn, wʌz nˌɑːt lˈaɪkli təbi fɚɡˈɑːʔn̩. hiː wʌz nˌɑːɾə hˈændsʌm mˈæn. ɐbˌaʊt fˈɪfti jˈɪɹz ʌv ˈeɪdʒ, hiː wʌz ʌnjˈuːʒuːəli stˈaʊt; ænd, ðˌoʊ hɪz klˈoʊðɪŋ wʌz ʌv ɛkspˈɛnsɪv tˈɛkstʃɚ, ɪt fˈɪɾᵻd hˌɪm bˈædli. ˌɔn hɪz ˌʌpɚ lˈɪp wʌzɐ hˈɛvi məstˈæʃ, nˈaʊ ˈaɪɚn ɡɹˈeɪ. hɪz fˈeɪs wʌz ɹˈɛd, ˈɔːlmoʊst blˈoʊɾᵻd. ðɛɹwˌɜː hˈɛvi pˈaʊtʃᵻz ˌʌndɚ hɪz ˈaɪz ðæt tˈoʊld ʌv mˈɛni ˈaʊɚz ʌv sˈɛnsləs, vˈɪʃəs dˌɪsɪpˈeɪʃən. ɐ smˈɔːl wˈɔːɹt ɔnðə lˈɛft sˈaɪd ʌvðə mˈænz nˈoʊz ˈɛmfɐsˌaɪzd hɪz lˈæk ʌv ɡˈʊd lˈʊks.