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Git? Git? GIT?
No one calls me a git and gets away with it!
The seer turns around and grasps Canti's shoulder in a suprisingly strong grip and concentrates, then, with a sly smile he gives Canti all the knowledge he has.. about cheese. Every peice, wedge, slice, and chunk of cheese that ever existed, or would exist, flashed through Canti's unprepared mind
Take that!
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"Life is possible only with illusions. And so, the question for the science of mental health must become an absolutely new and revolutionary one, yet one that reflects the essence of the human condition: On what level of illusion does one live?"
-- Ernest Becker, The Denial of Death
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