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The Chosen Ones

“Yes,” said the angel. “Sorry about that.”

The Pope opened his mouth, but didn’t manage to get out more than “Bwa…”

They’d already known the scrolls were genuine, the text older, less edited.

And that had thrown up some… differences.

“But… why didn’t you tell us?”

“Well, if you’re going to make up such a homocentric view of history, who are we to stop you? You seemed happy enough.”

“But… orang-utans? His chosen, the ones made on the sixth day… the orang-utans? What makes them better than us?”

“Well, for one thing, the snake found them a lot less gullible.”

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