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11/13/2004: "Four Solemn Truths"
The parrot is in the green bag. He is a hat to all his friends, a finger to his cousins. Nothing is more triangular than a wet tyrant.
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| Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show. |
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