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It Was How Wars Really Ended, Dieffenbaker Supposed -- Not At Truce Tables But In Cancer Wards And Office Cafeterias And Traffic Jams. Wars Died One Tiny Piece At A Time, Each Piece Something That Fell Like A Memory, Each Lost Like An Echo That Fades In Winding Hills. In The End Even War Ran Up The White Flag. Or So He Hoped. He Hoped That In The End Even War Surrendered.

The Battle Between Good And Evil Is Endlessly Fascinating Because We Are Participants Every Day.

Little By Little, Writers Develop Their Own Styles, Each As Unique As A Fingerprint.

If You Want To Play, You Gotta Pay.

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