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You offer a mere thumb of approval into the void, yet I cannot fathom what soul you intend to greet with such a hollow gesture.
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A reading from Job 2:7
So went Satan forth from the presence of the LORD, and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot unto his crown.
— Job 2:7 (en_kjv)
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From the sole of his foot unto his crown.
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