nila friendman goes to medicine man, says he's depressed. says the sonora seems harsh and cruel. says he feels all alone in permanent, multi-story adobe architecture with sedentary farming where what lies ahead is vague and uncertain. medicine man says, 'treatment is simple. great clown Pa’Upishee is in the pueblo tonight. go and see him. that should cheer you up.' man bursts into tears. says, 'but medicine man… I am Pa’Upishee.'
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