Once, I bore the pleasure to witness the conversation of two men. One, a believer in lord Jesus, the other, the prophet Muhammed.
The discussion was brief, and more like an argument. It did not expound on arithmetic or the essence of thought, instead it became a tug of war over the names of the prophets they were so evidently dis-embodying. Life is strange, life is silly, and the scene of these two men are embedded in my memory.
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