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<p>[QUOTE=&quot;springfld.arsenal, post: 71543, member: 54&quot;]Finally Ivan could stand the hot coffee streaming down his chest no longer, burning his skin and staining his white robes.&nbsp; No self-respecting Cossack should suffer like this, he had often reflected.&nbsp; He had always suspected that the fence-like cornice circling the top of the cup was somehow responsible for his discomfort, and early on the morning of the 26th, he gathered his nerve and his tinsnips and did the deed.&nbsp; As soon as he tried the altered cup he realized victory was his, and he stood up and exalted in his powerful, resonant voice &quot;veroshnika!&quot; rapidly three times as was his custom on festive occasions.[/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>

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