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One day The Hodja was going to the market place on his donkey. A rich acquaintance, riding a horse, caught up with him. He was looking for an opportunity to brag about his horse and belittle Nasreddin Hodja. `Hodja, Hodja, how is the donkey going? he asked in a mocking tone. `The donkey is going on a horse. The Hodja struck back.
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