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[ He throws his hands up in the air, successfully knocking his hat off, and there's a scuffle as he bends down to pick it up, only his voice heard on the communicator. ]
It's not a mission to save the world, it's just to eat, you know.
and some yet live, treading the thorny road - Post a comment
which leads, through toil and hate, to fame’s serene abode