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like when i was travelling one time and i was walking on the street


and i hadn't a bite to eat for a numberless time i walked on by


this sweet celebration that was happening inside a building with


an open door and they were all Old Jews and I said what is this


celebration and he said something I didn't understand and he


invited me in and the men and women and the children shared


their festivities food with me and me and the Ole' Jew that invited


me in sat down and had a conversation and he said, the difference


is that we don't believe in Jesus, and i said, you're lying, and we


both laughed, because we both knew we weren't even talking about


that to begin with, because, did you not hear, it was a celebration

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