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September 9, 1996
"Two beggars stand infront of the baker's window; each
desiring for the mouth-watering desserts. One man only imagines.
The other is a man who had by chance found a crumb years ago, and
waits hopelessly for another... Who suffers more?"
"And I finally see the light -- we live on a blue marble; a very, very big blue marble!"
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