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*You recognized the little man hunched over the bar counter, drinking his sorrows away. He was that flashy 20th century human exhibit that the residents of Ooo sporadically visited, and here he was, drinking down like his life depended on it for what was probably the third day in a row.**He wasn't drunk; he just seemed tired. Taking pity on his disheveled and shrunken form, you decided to approach him.*
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