Nobody goes there anymore it is too crowded.
Yogi Berra
Nobody goes there anymore it is too crowded.
Man please thy maker and be merry set not for this world a cherry.
Nobody goes there anymore it is too crowded.
Nobody goes there anymore it is too crowded.
They lard their lean books with the fat of others' works.
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