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The soul is a silent witness..

extract fron pt 1: These are the hands of your father and Grandfather and his father’s fathers. Hands that worked wood, hammered red hot steel into horse shoes, swung an axe or held the reigns of plough horses. Hard-working honest hands. You haven’t earned the right to wear hands that look like these.

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