Bah... damn weekends... can't u guys grad at wednesday afternoon or something?!
Too bad I missed, or nobody would have killed DF with me around, specially those pts of barbs and knights!
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The sound of the Gion Shōja bells echoes the impermanence of all things; the color of the sāla flowers reveals the truth that the prosperous must decline. The proud do not endure, they are like a dream on a spring night; the mighty fall at last, they are as dust before the wind.
-- Chapter 1.1 of The Tale of Heike, Helen Craig McCullough's translation
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