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There Is Less In This Than Meets The Eye.

I Have Enemies I've Never Met - That's Fame.

I've Been Called Many Things, But Never An Intellectual.

I Think The Republican Party Should Be Placed In Drydock And Have The Barnacles Scraped Off Its Bottom.

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