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Wednesday, November 14, 2001
An Open Letter To The Supreme Being:
If you make my company's stock price go up to twenty-nine dollars, I promise I won't be greedy - I'll sell all my shares and wash my hands of these ... (umm) ... nice folks, forever.
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