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We tried so hard.
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Shhh... And we shall keep trying.
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But please, do not expect me to sit still
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while that man uses his sermons to rub salt on our wounds.
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So, what do you think?
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I present to you Boston's rare book archive.
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Sweet!
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It's nice to be here with a civilian
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who enjoys the smell of dried binding glue.
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Oh yeah, well, don't forget the, uh, whisper of mold.
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What's with the backpack?
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Oh, I carry food around. It's like a blood-sugar thing.