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I am just practicing lines for tonight's fish fry, Rob. We have a few ultraconservatives that sit at our table, and I know how they will positively glow at the prospect of dumping all these poor bloodsucking leaches off their hardworking backs and wallets.
The rich irony is these conversations will take place in a Catholic cafeteria, during Lent, at an event supporting the church, and emulating in small part the life of faith of Jesus.
This is merely part of our voyage through Conrad's "The Heart of Darkness."
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