apparently an extremely tall, extremely white man named clifford stringfellow holds a key to my spirituality, according to fleetwood and the celestine prophecy. this morning, upon notifying clifford of his status he said "well, lisa, looks like there's work to be done. there's work to be done."
another key to my spirituality is held by some kid named ryan that just moved to austin last thursday. he wears glasses.
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