A man is sitting in a tavern in Damascus. He looks up from his wine and sees Death standing at him across the room. He cries out, “But this cannot be my time!” He flees Damascus. He rides his horse fast, right across the desert to Samarra. When he arrives, he is thirsty. Standing before him at the well is Death. On seeing Death for the second time, the man cries out, “This cannot be!” “For I escaped you in Damascus.” And Death, he lays his hands upon the shoulder of
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