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When all the herds gathered there, they would roll away the stone from the mouth of the well and water the flocks, and put the stone back to its place over the mouth of the well.)

Jacob said to them, “My brothers, where are you from?”

“We’re from Haran,” they said.

So he said to them, “Do you know Laban, Nahor’s son?”

They said, “We know.”

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