Vincent van Gogh Couple in the Park,Arles

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What comes out of the big long spout thing at the front?" said Brutha.
"Steam," said Urn dully. "It's connected to the safety valve."
"Oh."
"It comes out very hot," said Urn, sagging even more.
"Oh?"
"Scalding, in fact."
Brutha's gaze drifted from the steam funnel to the rotating knives.
"Very philosophical," he said.
"We were Stupid. I think I ought to join him."
I. Why?
"Gods and men, men and gods," said Brutha. "Evgoing to use it against Vorbis," said Urn."And now you're not. It's going to be used against Ephebians. You know, I used to think I was stupid, and then I met philosophers."Simony broke the silence by patting Brutha on the shoulder."It will all work out," he said. "We won't lose. After all," he smiled encouragingly, "we have God on our side."Brutha turned. His fist shot out. It wasn't a scientific blow, but it was hard enough to spin Simony around. He clutched his chin."What was that for? Isn't this what you wanted?""We get the gods we deserve," said Brutha, "and I think we don't deserve any. Stupid. Stupid. The sanest man I've met this year lives up a pole in the desert.erything happens because things have happened before. Stupid."
II. But You Are The Chosen One.
"Choose someone else."
Brutha strode off through the ragged army.