"And dont tell me God works in mysterious ways," Yossarian continued hurling over her objection. "There's nothing so mysterious about it. He's not working at all. He's playing. Or else he forgotten all about us. That's the kind of God you people talk about- a country bumpkin, a clumsy bungling, brainless, concieted, uncouth hayseed. Good God, how
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