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A peasant must take a wolf, a goat and a cabbage across a river in a boat. However the boat is so small that he is able to take only one of the three on board with him. How should he transport all three across the river? (The wolf cannot be left alone with the goat, and the goat cannot be left alone with the cabbage.)

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