text_original: I went to Simpson's to lunch. I was thinking, as I ate, about what I had seen, memorials of hideous murders, a unique col  lection of burglars' tools, coiners' moulds, forgers' presses, ingenious implements for every sort of swindling — a perfect arsenal of crime!
text_transcription: I WENT TO SIMPSON'S TO LUNCH I WAS THINKING AS I ATE ABOUT WHAT I HAD SEEN MEMORIALS OF HIDEOUS MURDERS A UNIQUE COLLECTION OF BURGLARS TOOLS COINERS MOLES FORGES PRESSES INGENIOUS IMPLEMENTS FOR EVERY SORT OF SWINDLING A PERFECT ARSENAL OF CRIME
phonemes: aɪ wɛnt tə sˈɪmpsənz tə lˈʌntʃ. aɪ wʌz θˈɪŋkɪŋ, æz aɪ ˈeɪt, ɐbˌaʊt wʌt aɪ hæd sˈiːn, məmˈɔːɹɪəlz ʌv hˈɪdiəs mˈɜːdɚz, ɐ juːnˈiːk kˈɑːl lˈɛkʃən ʌv bˈɜːɡlɚz tˈuːlz, kˈɔɪnɚz mˈoʊldz, fˈɔːɹdʒɚz pɹˈɛsᵻz, ɪndʒˈiːniəs ˈɪmplɪmənts fɔːɹ ˈɛvɹi sˈɔːɹt ʌv swˈɪndlɪŋ — ɐ pˈɜːfɛkt ˈɑːɹsənəl ʌv kɹˈaɪm!