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Take Death," said Ronnie Soak. "Impressive, I’ll grant you, and who doesn’t look good in black? But, after all, Death… What’s death?"
"Just a big sleep," said Lu-Tze.
"Just a big sleep," said Ronnie Soak. "As for the others… War? If war’s so bad, why do people keep doing it?"
"Practically a hobby," said Lu-Tze. He began to roll himself a cigarette.
"Practically a hobby," said Ronnie Soak. "As for Famine and Pestilence, well…"
"Enough said," said Lu-Tze sympathetically.
"Exactly. I mean, Famine’s a fearful thing, obviously—"
"—in an agricultural community, but you’ve got to move with the times," said Lu-Tze, putting the roll-up in his mouth.
"That’s it," said Ronnie. "You’ve got to move with the times. I mean, does your average city person fear famine?"
"No, he thinks food grows in shops," said Lu-Tze.
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