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November 28, 2001

 

When you feed it,

It grows,

When you water it,

It dies.

 

Q: You are in the desert, coming from a lake, going towards mountains.  All of a sudden, you see a pile of clothes, no footprints.  You walk a little further, and you see an other pile of clothes, no footprints.  You walk an other further and there's yet an other pile of clothes, no footprints.  Walk a little further, and there's a naked dead guy, holding a broken matchstick, no footprints.  What happened?

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