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Come in, have a seat. Make I take your coat, sir? Thank you (Amaras edges towards the door).
May I get you something to drink? As yes, certainly we have that.
(Amaras giggles, tiptoes towards the door, slips out. Amaras then heard cackling "I've got his
jacket!!!!!!! I'ts real naughahyde! I hear they are endangered now, must be expensive)
Welcome!
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Propaganda is to a democracy what the bludgeon is to a totalitarian state.
-Noam Chomsky
Love is a verb, not a noun.
-My Mom
The function of genius is to furnish cretins with ideas twenty years later.
-Louis Aragon, "La Porte-plume," Traite du style, 1928
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