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But of course now the only thing he wants, my friend, is a nap.

He no longer has the Paris money nor the chicken soup to do the Great Deeds.

This morning, like most mornings, he ran over to watch the field,

a stunningly beautiful woman wrapped up in the prince's arms. The king

clings to thousands of pretty faces-- the heart ascending the legs of queens.

But before the king can nap the news comes in: the princess is walking out

headed for the freeway. The prince is bidding her to get back

inside the house, to take, as dowry, the rock lying in the shattered glass

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