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half this planet from ’Frisco Beach to Vladivostok. The Deity aint no nickel
dime bumshow. I put it to you that he’s on the square and a corking fine
business proposition. He’s the grandest thing yet and don’t you forget it. Shout
salvation in King Jesus. You’ll need to rise precious early, you sinner there,
if you want to diddle the Almighty God. Pflaaaap! Not half. He’s got a
coughmixture with a punch in it for you, my friend, in his backpocket. Just
you try it on.