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One day a student came to see Billy-Bob Gautama, and found him, beaming, staring at something in his hand.  “Look,” said Billy-Bob.  “I just found this.  It is a piece of the truth.”  “The truth?” said the student.  “Looks to me like a carburetor from a ‘68 Chev.”  “And that is just what it is!  [...]

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