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50,000 years before television,
there was fire. Every Sunday a group of hominids in Fremont gathers by the
water to cook food, play music, twirl fire, tell stories, recite poems, burn
effigies, dance in ash, leap through flame, singe eyebrows, sear themselves,
sweat, and generally have a good time picking out constellations in the summer
sky as passengers high above the earth look down puzzling over a single
flickering light.
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