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January 17, 2002 geisha Wisdom has been like a Geisha to me, following at a respectful distance.  To enjoy her, I had only to stop and let her overtake me.  But I would not stop, not even to glance at her. My step has slowed now and I can feel her tugging at my coattail.  I look behind me and see that she is still beautiful.

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