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and then our exile

Friday, January 30, 2004 at 9:48 p.m.

Speaking of that class (it was last year, for those not in the know), i still (contextualized) find this funny:

Frau Edwards: so, was sind die Nachrichten von heute?
me: um...drei Amerikanische sind ge-wounded.
Frau Edwards: ist der Krieg uber?
me: nein--es beginnt jetzt.
Frau Edwards: also, unsere Philosophe sprecht.


This is a Night wherein 'ibaadah is uber-good. Remember me.

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