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He Was The Average Mortal. It Troubled Him To Get Used To The World One Way And Then Suddenly Have It Turn Different.

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Once You Wake Up Thought In A Man, You Can Never Put It To Sleep Again.

Faith Hasn't Got No Eyes, But She's Long-legged.

Silence Is All The Genius A Fool Has.