text_original: A friendly hand touched him lightly on the shoulder. It was Gerald, the man for whom Fate had reserved all good things — unbounded talents, unbounded wealth, the love of a perfect woman.
text_transcription: A FRIENDLY HAND TOUCHED HIM LIGHTLY ON THE SHOULDER IT WAS GERALD THE MAN FOR WHOM FATE HAD RESERVED ALL GOOD THINGS UNBOUNDED TALENTS UNBOUNDED WEALTH THE LOVE OF A PERFECT WOMAN
phonemes: ɐ fɹˈɛndli hˈænd tˈʌtʃt hˌɪm lˈaɪtli ɔnðə ʃˈoʊldɚ. ɪt wʌz dʒˈɛɹəld, ðə mˈæn fɔːɹ hˈuːm fˈeɪt hæd ɹɪzˈɜːvd ˈɔːl ɡˈʊd θˈɪŋz — ʌnbˈaʊndᵻd tˈælənts, ʌnbˈaʊndᵻd wˈɛlθ, ðə lˈʌv əvə pˈɜːfɛkt wˈʊmən.