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The saga of the scanned pink sheets and Ablekuma North!

What are those cymbals clashing... those discordant trumpets blowing?  Why is hot air gushing out of putrid exhaust fumes?  Who are those strutting their stuff in the hot sun, attempting to annexe a seat that does not belong to them? In the midst of the tantrums, where is the voice of the arbiter?  Where is the bell of the…

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