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  • The people are hungry. Nothing to eat. The Shaman draws a replica of a fish on a piece of paper. Walking to the edge of the water, the Shaman asks God to provide for the people and he releases the paper fish, watching it float downstream until he can no longer see it. The next day, the fishing is good. Sympathetic Magic.

    My hair is me. My clothing is me. My fingernails are me. Mojo. Collect me and save me in a box or a glove. I will fall in love with you. Sympathetic Magic.

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