| The Archbishop of Canterbury is visiting our Amercian cousins... |
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 | So, Archbishop, what do you think to our lovely city... | |
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| after a moments rumination... |
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| Well my child... It's much nicer then I thought... erm, my child may I say something? | |
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| ...Of course your holyness. | |
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| You have a nice rack, our father did well with you. | |
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