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December 21, 2002
The first green Buddha sat silently by the Malaysian sedan and stared dreamily at the tuskless elephant.

The second, lounging underneath a tree made of Citron, contemplated a large sleeping trilobite.

The Witch Doctor, counting his money intently, wandered by.

A gigantic Beagle lowered its head through the canopy and smiled enigmatically.

The first Buddha returned the heavenly dog's smile. The second drifted into the deepest of trances. The Witch Doctor, oblivious, continued counting.

I stood alone and regarded all with a quizzical eye. Despite my education and philosophical mindset, I couldn't fathom any good reason for a tuskless elephant.