Avatar, the Final Judgment

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Jan 2010
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In an ancient time, Romans would pass through the Alps with blinds shut against what to them was the ugliness that loomed all around. The Alps are blue. The Navi are blue. Retreatism is wonderful.

Category: Dr. Cowan, Final Judgment, Narrative Poetry, Peter Bloch loves John Sercer a lot
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