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As the barbarians of Rajagriha listened to the deranged cries of their newly-coronated king and the horrendous cries of his political opponents as they were crushed by elephants on public streets, that very moonless night on the opposite corner of Āryāvarta, the people of Mathura celebrated the birth of their most prosperous merchant’s first-born child.
That youngling was named Vāsudeva.
