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Despondent at the state of the world, I beseeched God for answers but got nothing.  Since I kept hearing how "God is in the White House" nowadays, I made a pilgrimage to Washington, D.C.  The trip began well, on a Peter Pan Express bus playing a bleeped-out TV movie version of Al Pacino in Scarface (you know, I've always thought Michelle what's-her-name is extremely attractive, even when she

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