The fiancee and myself were walking the dog on a beautiful sunny day when I bent over to pick up what I believed to be a note of some kind in faded pen purple writing. Instead, what I found was a 1/2 credit paper on Karl Marxs (plural dictator?), whose story sounds strikingly similar to the story of Karl Marx. Too late for Marxists everywhere, apparently.
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