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It was a dark and cheerful night | ; Everyone was sitting around the campfire, singing songs and roasting marshmallows. | Everyone, that is, except Napoleon Bonaparte. He sat alone in his tent, poring over maps and reports. How heavy is the burden of command, he mused to Marshal Neigh, his horse. "Aha!" he said finally, tapping a coffee-stained map. "Bolivia!" That was

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