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Spin Rhetorica; or Grin: or If I Were Called In
If I were called in to construct a belief system, I should make use of birds A codified catalogue of values and full-grown whole known lur...
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from Another Man's Shoes Count my tears Diffuse my fury Show me my abode Set me free from the kangaroo jury Scattering the s...
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extract from MakerMeeter; GKnapton Panhandle Pan was a bin dipper. He loved watching old films about the California Gold Rush of 1849 where ...
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Whatever your life means to you; its heart and purpose were hewn in a wild workshop with simple tools, out of homely materials. You foun...
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