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@@ -14,7 +14,7 @@ And the God of Marketing appeared before the tribe of Ageep and said, "Cooperate
 
 And the chief elder of the tribe of Ageep said, "That's not what happened. We stole those from Phem."
 
-And the God of Marketing said, "What is truth? Cooperate with me, and you will be despised no longer, and all the peoples of Gend will have sympathy for your struggles, and the king himself will favor you."
+And the God of Marketing said, "What is truth? Cooperate with me, and I will explain to all the peoples of Gend that you are of the same bloodline as Phem, and you will be despised no longer, and all the peoples of Gend will have sympathy for your struggles, and the king himself will favor you."
 
 And the chief elder of the tribe of Ageep looked at the God of Marketing and said, "Cooperate."
 
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 And the people of the tribe of Ageep looked at each other and said, "Cooperate."
 
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 And so it came to pass that the tribe of Ageep became the tribe of Matof.
 
 Now a lost son of the tribe of Ageep, an honest man, came to the kingdom after having been raised abroad, and he knew not his bloodline, but he bitterly envied the crafts and ways of the tribe of Phem, and in a strange way, that of Matof.
 
 
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 And the he came to stay with the tribe of Matof for a hundred days and a hundred nights, and observe their ways. 
 
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 And the honest man saw what the God of Marketing had wrought, and the honest man saw that it was bad.
 
 And he climbed for three days and three nights to the peak of Mt. Memple, where the God of Marketing dwelt.