Your own property is concerned when your neighbor's house is on fire. — Horace
Your own property is concerned when your neighbor's house is on fire. — Horace
Your own property is concerned when your neighbor's house is on fire. — Horace
Your own property is concerned when your neighbor's house is on fire. — Horace
Your own property is concerned when your neighbor's house is on fire. — Horace
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Your own property is concerned when your neighbor's house is on fire.

— Horace
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