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🚨BREAKING🚨: A mysterious billionaire paid a PhD half a million dollars for proving that the soul survives the death of the body. Jeffrey Mishlove (Jeffrey Mishlove), holder of the only accredited PhD in parapsychology in history, awarded by UC Berkeley, was the recipient. And he has spent five decades...

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