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This is a fascinating explanation for a myth that appears in many different cultures and religions. I have always wondered why this story appears so often.

We have acquired a television and a pair of lamps, on loan from my aunt and uncle. They also gave us a home-cooked meal, and allowed us to sit on their couches. It was excellent.

Our possessions are packed in a truck, on the road someplace in Upstate New York. We await their arrival eagerly. Until then, the air mattress slowly deflates beneath us, and the freshly painted rooms of our apartment echo, objectless.


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