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| Imagine island splendor. This mirage is taking shape in the middle of the desert, rising on the asphalt of a parking lot. And I have no doubt, that tomorrow as the crowds flow through the gates, the illusion will be complete. |
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I do not pretend to know who this island deity is, but I certainly like
his two-thumbs-up attitude.
I also do not pretend to know which island deity will grace THIS throne. We shall all know soon. |
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