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The yellow chicken was even better than an old red Indian Shaman, who had prepared for the chicken a small cave in a mountainside, which was a time machine and a kind of spaceship.

The old shaman had a stick, with a small protruding end, and when he tried with it, to put this protruding end in a line on the ground, he had to draw back, the staff, in order to hit the protruding end on the line scratched on the floor.

However, the yellow chicken, with his stick, hit right at the first time the line scratched on the ground.

The yellow chicken was the Master of the present.

The Shaman lived in the future.
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