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  Extracted from the Grafeiokratia of Vibia Lymphatica Taran-Il, with little effort.  This I heard on the subject of bureaucracy when the militia of the bear’s country were in the lands around Dwernapple, when Anlantina One-Eye was Inrana’s woman in the city. Claudia Hwarin-Nullia spoke first, arriving in Anlantina’s office on her invitation, where there already was an auditor, one Chichiton from Ganbarri.  CLAUDIA: Hallo! What seems to be the problem? Riots over the swill they call brandy again?  ANLANTINA: Hallo, Claudia, you old pestilence, the problem today is you.  CLAUDIA: How’s that? CHICHITON: Pardon me, colonel.  ANLANTINA: Well, Claudia, you’ve been practicing a bit of the old daimonology, haven’t you? CHICHITON: Madam legate… CLAUDIA: Daimonology, you say.  ANLANTINA: Yes. Your paperwork has been summoning spirits of headaches, of fatigue, of exhaustion, of grasping thirst for the fruit of the vine, and of mild annoyance to bedevil me. As th...