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		<title>Paragraphiti On The Cusp Of Living With Olives</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>by Gerard Sarnat You walk into the room With your pencil in your hand You see somebody naked And you say, &#8220;Who is that man?&#8221; You try so hard But you don&#8217;t understand Just what you&#8217;ll say When you get home.&#8211; Bob Dylan, Ballad Of A Thin Man i. I don’t remember when The Pilgrim’spork pie hat &#38; suit bobbed <a class="read-more" href="https://elephantsnever.com/paragraphiti-on-the-cusp-of-living-with-olives/">Read More</a></p>
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