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Let me tell you a story, said Gaia. Julia smiled and sat on the floor next to her. The room was dark but for a candle burning on the old coffee table in front of them. As Gaia spoke her

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          I’d like you to hunt for a story, said Mark. Why do we need a story, asked Gaia. We tell stories to understand who we are. Now, I’d like you to pick a hand. He thrust