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	<title>Comments on: The silver tusked boar</title>
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	<description>Moving targets for a fast crowd.</description>
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		<title>By: Vice-Versa. By Thomas Anstey Guthrie. on Trilema - A blog by Mircea Popescu.</title>
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		<dc:creator>Vice-Versa. By Thomas Anstey Guthrie. on Trilema - A blog by Mircea Popescu.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Jan 2020 12:57:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] I simply translate, which is how you get The Letter Third or The silver tusked boar, or La Moartea Lui Fulger, or Rinduieli or The Beoble, or Prime Pastrami, or Sobieskii si Romanii, [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] I simply translate, which is how you get The Letter Third or The silver tusked boar, or La Moartea Lui Fulger, or Rinduieli or The Beoble, or Prime Pastrami, or Sobieskii si Romanii, [...]</p>
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		<title>By: The Golden Fleece on Trilema - A blog by Mircea Popescu.</title>
		<link>http://trilema.com/2015/the-silver-tusked-boar/#comment-145268</link>
		<dc:creator>The Golden Fleece on Trilema - A blog by Mircea Popescu.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Jan 2020 12:56:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] for no more having. Others present fragmentary souls, their online existence a perpetual chase in front or behind their own essence, which they know but renege (and hallucinate the notion that they can "delete" [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] for no more having. Others present fragmentary souls, their online existence a perpetual chase in front or behind their own essence, which they know but renege (and hallucinate the notion that they can "delete" [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Muma lui Stefan cel Mare on Trilema - A blog by Mircea Popescu.</title>
		<link>http://trilema.com/2015/the-silver-tusked-boar/#comment-144716</link>
		<dc:creator>Muma lui Stefan cel Mare on Trilema - A blog by Mircea Popescu.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Jan 2020 12:15:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] se intoarce si din cornu-i suna, oastea lui zdrobita de prin vai s-aduna Stephen turns back, and his horn resounds, his scattered army the enemy [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] se intoarce si din cornu-i suna, oastea lui zdrobita de prin vai s-aduna Stephen turns back, and his horn resounds, his scattered army the enemy [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Zuleika Dobson, or An Proper Love Story on Trilema - A blog by Mircea Popescu.</title>
		<link>http://trilema.com/2015/the-silver-tusked-boar/#comment-143151</link>
		<dc:creator>Zuleika Dobson, or An Proper Love Story on Trilema - A blog by Mircea Popescu.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Jan 2020 10:06:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] than in the street. Yet perhaps one would breach the wave, and then all follow ? Who ? One, with a silver tusk. She looked around, and her eyes soon fixed on the Duke. He wouldn't. She, slung on her tiptoes, [...]</description>
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