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A silent order. A fly on the wall might find it eerily quiet... might wonder how monks kept their vows of silence... might feel guilty, if such emotions fit in its tiny brain. How deafening its buzzing must sound to silent inmates. But it wouldn’t care because monks would never harm a fly, even noisy ones plaguing the kitchens.

The Abbot decided a switch from meat to a vegan diet of beans might rid them of those noisy flies. It worked, the flies left, but noise remained! Quite symphonic! The answer was blowing in the wind. Quite out of order!

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