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Father, bless. It seems appropriate that I purchased Nikos Kazantzakis' lengthy narrative poem, 'The Odyssey', this morning. '...weaving, unweaving the lie the day demands': beautiful.


Ah, the noonday demon.

Don't worry Father. He's coming, and when he gets here, he's going to knock some heads.

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