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- By the time it was dawn the venerable Sanzang was swaying to and fro as he dozed in the saddle. "Master," called Monkey when he noticed, "you're hopeless. You're a man of religion−−how can you be finding it so exhausting? I can do without sleep for a thousand nights not feeling a bit tired.
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