but how precisely does this (unusually small, for some reason best known to the writer) sheet of paper fulfill any of the functions the agent or small publisher to whom it was submitted might need it to serve? How
murder, and inquisition dating back to the third century. The latest revelation—215 dead children hidden away beneath the soil (from asingle residential school—there wereover 130 of those, most under Catholic jurisdiction) is bound to
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