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... oung monk. "Damn, bald donkey! Should a monk be saying that?"
"Amitabha, Buddha is merciful!" Anselm smiled serenely with his palms clasped together.
He looked completely harmless and righteous as he said, "This humble monk, Anselm, has read and memorized the Mahāyāna Mahāparinirvāṇa Sūtra. However, I am a faithful follower of Mara, the God of Death and Desire. Life is too short not to feast on the sacred nectar produced only by women and partake in meat given to us by nature. In ...
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