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"
Come
on
,
ladies
,
do
your
duds
!
In
the
smoothest
,
yummiest
suds
!
Lover
Soap
is
kind
to
hands
-
But
be
sure
you
save
the
bands
!
"
The
tank
filled
completely
with
foamy
suds
amid
girlish
laughter
and
the
scene
cut
back
to
the
newscast
:
"
God
damn
you
!
"
A
half
brick
caught
Mike
in
the
ribs
.
He
turned
his
face
slightly
toward
his
assailant
.
"
But
you
yourself
are
God
.
You
can
damn
only
yourself
?
and
you
can
never
escape
yourself
.
"
"
Blasphemer
!
"
A
rock
caught
him
just
over
his
left
eye
and
blood
welled
forth
.
Mike
said
calmly
,
"
In
fighting
me
,
you
fight
yourself
?
for
Thou
art
God
and
I
am
God
?
and
all
that
groks
is
God
–
there
is
no
other
.
"
More
rocks
hit
him
,
from
various
directions
;
he
began
to
bleed
in
several
places
.
"
Hear
the
Truth
.
You
need
not
hate
,
you
need
not
fight
,
you
need
not
fear
.
I
offer
you
the
water
of
life
-
"
Suddenly
his
hand
held
a
tumbler
of
water
,
sparkling
in
the
sunlight
.
"
-
and
you
may
share
it
whenever
you
so
will
?
and
walk
in
peace
and
love
and
happiness
together
.
"
A
rock
caught
the
glass
and
shattered
it
.
Another
struck
him
in
the
mouth
.
Through
bruised
and
bleeding
lips
he
smiled
at
them
,
looking
straight
into
the
camera
with
an
expression
of
yearning
tenderness
on
his
face
.
Some
trick
of
sunlight
and
stereo
formed
a
golden
halo
back
of
his
head
.
"
Oh
my
brothers
,
I
love
you
so
!
Drink
deep
.
Share
and
grow
closer
without
end
.
Thou
art
God
.
"
