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Deacon Deacon steps forward enough to be seen, though remaining behind those more armed and more eager than himself. "Now now now, don't read it that way. These are hardly my congregation, just curious souls in the same pursuit of retribution. And to the nature of our discussion, I'm afraid I cannot be agree'n to the terms, reasonable though they were." Once back a step, he'd mumble quietly at Horatio's back. "The lord'd look favorably on their passing. Both my lord n' yours."
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Zonta "So...you say...someone...mystery...sneak into Vulture room. Steal most prized item off Canyon. Sneak back out. Kill boy with it. And then leave it there." He sighed before continuing. "Fact. Someone kill boy. Why kill boy? Canyon have reason? Or Canyon have enemy, make look like Canyon kill? If so...why they kill boy, and why they make look like Canyon?"
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Johnnyville Inn Group Schmitt turned towards Zonta, "Canyon was staying in my room, he went with some of the others to the Shanties. He might have left some of his pack behind knowing I'd get it, but the only people that've been in my room have been Vultures and Inn Staff. We've pissed off more than a few people, but I can't think of any good reason for why someone would want to do this or frame Canyon in the process." Horatio +25XP Schmitt spoke calmly, but his wrathful expression betrayed his words. "Just put your gun away. Canyon's a mongrel same as the others. He keeps them in line, I keep him in line, but that murder isn't him. That's a message. To who or as to why? No idea, but how about we go to the shanties together. get Canyon's alibi and we'll be on our way. I don't think I'll be able to keep my cool if we stay in town much longer."
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Wait, I'm confused. I thought Canyon was the leader of the Vultures. Are you saying Schmitt is the leader? It sounds like nobody else is too into shooting these guys. How about one or two of us keep these guys under guard while the rest go to the shanties to find Canyon?
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Jackie Reed The scene unfolding, Jackie keeps her gun at her side. Not pointed at anyone, not threatening, but present and visible. It looked like Horatio was about to go all OK Corral, and she didn't want to be caught empty-handed if it went that way. Still, after all of that arguing with Lloyd, it seemed like it shouldn't go down this way. So she raised her own voice. "Well, then Schmitt, you claim you weren't involved, let's see if you can make good on that. Send one of your boys to get get Canyon and bring him here so as we can get down to the bottom of this. gently caress it, I'll even go with him. We get Canyon, we come back here, we sort this all out. But you ain't gonna cooperate, it is going to raise some pretty serious questions about why exactly you don't want to." Yeah, after having it out with Lloyd, Jackie is probably not going to be into shooting them. She won't stop you, and if the shooting starts she'll use it as a justification to get involved, but right now she's just on the sidelines waiting for this to get more under control.
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Johnnyville Inn Horatio Canyon is a big-wig among the mercenaries. He keeps them in line, combat and open wilderness are his domains. Schmitt handles the day to day negotiating and planning. Although, the other's seem to follow his authority without question. Jackie Reed "That's fine by me. How about I send these two to go get him. He'll be pissed, but not as pissed as he'd be if it were strangers. If that's fine by you, I'll send them now so we can get this all sorted out." Lloyd Rourke +25 XP Most of the hotel was awake at this point. The diner had opened early as well to accommodate the curious guests who could no longer make their way back to sleep. Some militia men gathered after word spread, but hearing that their own Jackie Reed was looking into it, they just hung around. You hear rumors and bits of information, but a few people stuck out to you. Among them were Dana Summers; the staff member who had found the body, Ned Peters; a janitor and maintenance man, Twitch; A member of the Vultures and James O'Dello; A merchant who had recently made a more semi-permanent stay in the city. You spent a little time talking to each of them and through the careful use of your words you learn a bit about them and their activities just before the body was discovered. Dana says she was headed to the linen closet on your floor to set a room for a late night guests when she came down the hall and just found him like that. Ned Peters hired on at the inn after Mossman had made a number of repairs during his previous stay. He's been keeping those patches in place. Ned appeared friendly, but he was definitely lying about his whereabouts prior to the incident. He claimed he was catching nap up until he heard Dana scream, but the alcohol on his breath makes you think he's only just now put down the bottle. Twitch was spastic and had a hard time staying focused on what you two were talking about. Definitely a few screws loose, but he shared a bedroom with Canyon and Schmitt, however he wasn't in that room when Jackie called them into the hall. He eventually met up as the lobby filled. James O'Dello spoke with you about how he had only recently come into town. He had rented a small property near the market. He claimed to have overheard a commotion and came looking, but he still hasn't cleared out of the hotel when he has a home not far from here. You can probably talk to one or two of the curious town folk and use perception or intellect to try and decipher information from what you already know about them.
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Deacon Deacon's bid to relieve his worries of the slavers in his midst fell through rather quickly, though admittedly even he was swayed by Schmitt's reasoning, backing off with a half mumbled 'peace be with you.' After a few minutes spent bumbling through his things, Deacon could be found down in the diner, waxing off the morning haze and milling with the locals, offering words of solace and generally taking in the mood. It wasn't long before the sun started to blink a few creeping rays over the horizon that Deacon set to his usual ways, gathering up a stack of cards and beckoning anyone who would join to the table, though he strayed away from the more competitive and tense plays of poker or blackjack, leaning more on bridge and euchre and idle chatting to relive any sour moods. The only bid was that loser bought the next round of drinks or stale coffee. Take in the mood PE TN 4: 1d10 6 I'm not sure if I need a speech roll to round up people for a card game, but if I do, it's here and it's hilariously bad
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Zonta Zonta sees the Deacon pick up the cards and motion towards the rapidly deteriorating situation. He sauntered over, and sat with the Deacon, leaning over to whisper. "You know cards? ....can teach? See play...don't get. Lose caps. All caps." Zonta understands the concept of cards, but nobody's ever really taken the time to teach him any actual rules for actual games. Whenever he "played" the group would just randomly shuffle, pass, draw and deal cards around the table a few times before showing whatever cards they'd ended up with & pretending they had Zonta beat in order to clean out what meager funds he'd scrounged up to join in the first place, (correctly) assuming he didn't know any better.
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Horatio "What, so they can warn your friend Canyon that we're coming, and help him hightail it out of here? Fat chance! If these two are goin'--" Horatio lowered his rifle and pointed his thumb at Jackie, "--her an' me are goin' too." Quantum, you're on board with that, right? If not, do we have any volunteers?
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Johnnyville Inn Deacon and Zonta The man who went by Deacon headed to the bar and produced a pack of cards. A few people played along if only to soothe their frayed nerves, but could not concentrate, however he strikes up interest in the young tribalman Zonta. The mood as far as you can tell is shocked. There were more than few people who opted for something stronger than coffee this morning. Although hushed whispers were occasionally heard, the inn was somber and mostly you sat in silence. Especially after the few people who were playing cards with you vanished. "I'm sorry fellas', I'll pick up this round, but... I think it's time for me to pack up. A murder like this. This town isn't as safe as I thought." says a Henry Lear, a caravaneer who had been operating an assorted goods stall at the market for the last week. When he leaves only you two remain. Horatio & Jackie Schmitt stifles a grunt. "Do what you want, not exactly in a place to do otherwise. Messer, will go with you. Canyon's sweet on her, kind of." "gently caress you, Schmitt!" she shouted. As soon as Horatio lowered his gun she went to her room to retrieve her gear and then she met up with you, clearly irritated. "So, we going or what?" Schmitt turned towards his room, "Am I free to play at sleeping while your gone or should I stay here in the hall with my thumb up rear end? Don't answer that." he says slamming the hotel door shut. Lloyd Rourke A number of things didn't add up, but as you spent time talking with them it became easier to pick up on what they were exactly, at least by your own intuition. Dana seemed sincere in her reaction to the murder, but her details don't add up. She said she had retrieved some linens from the closet on your floor for late night guests, but when you found her she had no linens. There's a linen closet on the first floor, and who were these guests? There's more to her story than what she's saying, but did she commit the murder? Her husband arrived shortly thereafter and joined in on your conversation. He seemed legitimately concerned about the crime and sympathetic to death of Harold's son. His wife seemed disinterested in him being there. Ned was most likely an alcoholic. You check his so called nap area and find more than a few empty bottles. Also the area was completely clean of anything curious. No blood, no traditional weapons. Just a man and his vices. Whatever his story was, you don't think it was attached to his. Twitch, like Canyon and the other mercenaries are conveniently placed. Schmitt brought up the point that someone was sending a message. A likely suggestion, but you can't attach a good reason for why. If Schmitt is right, Twitch is likely not the murderer, he has no incentive or reason to send a message to Harold. He hardly seems in control of himself from the conversation you had with him. If it's not a message, and is instead madness, then a closer look at what exactly Twitch was up to before the murder might be of use. James seemed straight enough, but something about his morbid curiosity is unsettling. You don't know if he committed the murder, but the more you talk with him, the less stable he seems. All in all, you know Dana and Ned kept secrets. Dana's still not known, but she didn't seem to keen on her husband's sudden arrival. Ned's a vice. Twitch's name seems appropriately earned. When he was focused, he didn't seem all that interested in the murder. Also didn't seem affected by it. James seems kind and friendly, but he almost seems thrilled about the gruesome murder.
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Deacon Deacon puts up his hand to stall what he felt was an incoming whisper, though never quite reaching the disruption of personal space he anticipated. Nothing else about his tone or tempter was anything approaching antagonistic towards the tribal. "Sure sure... Lemme just... There." He'd laid out the cards on the table, working them into a well shuffled deck. "Okay, so this here's a little game called Horse Thief. Guessin it'd be 'Percheon thief' these days but, well, anyways. It's a little like Euchre. Now we each get a hand of five cards, right, like poker or so, and the number of goes we play each hand, one card per person played each go. Now the dealer here, err, me, the one with the cards, when I'm done handing out the cards for everyone's hand, I draw another a place it right side up, like this here, and whatever suit it is, the shape and color on the face, that's the 'Trump suit'. The trump suit, well, guess I'll get to that inna bit. Each person plays one card going around the table, starting on the left and goin' clockwise right? And whatever suit is played the first, that's the lead suit, and when you play your card, you have to 'Follow Suit', y'see? But, if you have one that's of the trump suit, you can play that'n instead and the object is to have the highest card of the highest suit, with trump beating lead... Y'know, it'll make a little more sense here after a few goes." The errant preacher pours over the colloquial minutiae of an otherwise simplified game of Euchre, likely boring the pants off of the only trader who'd calmed his nerve enough to sit with them. After a minute or two of coffee sipping and card flipping, Deacon spoke up again. "Now... I understand how it is. The murder's quite a horrifyin' sight and all, and the intricacies of the matter have given it a perplexing bent, but still... it's hardly out of the ordinary. I can hardly set half a day without seein' it." His speaking grew short, replenished by a swig of stale coffee. "I ain't never seen a man die peaceful out in these wastes. Always lopped in half by a tippin' brahman, or spillin his guts from a pound'o buckshot nesting in his gut. Never seen a man die in peace. The lord took it from us, that right, a fair trade for our insolence... So I get the shock, I understand the righteous revulsion, I just don't get all the mopey souls wandering about like the spirit's been ripped right from em. Wallowing in the mire never seen no man justice. Seems like only the woman, the lawdog, and her friend in white felt they had the iron to do anything about it."
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Johnnyville Shanties Jackie Reed "No bones to pick. Maybe with Schmitt eventually, the prick. Canyon and I have been on and off. I thought he wanted more than what it was is all. Schmitt just likes to rub it in my face every now and again." Messer said. Horatio "He's bound to be in one of these rooms. I'll call him out." Messer told you, surveying the place with her hands on her hips. Group A tall slender woman, sporting tufts of hair and salvaged armor eyes you all warily as a round faced man approaches. "Did I hear you say, you were looking for someone. I'm sorry, I'm going to have to ask that you wait for whoever it is your looking for. I can't exactly have you storming into rooms interrupting our customers." the man said. He looked back at his bodyguard who hadn't taken her eyes off of you all. "Look man, we don't want no loving trouble. There's been a murder... CANYON!" "Stop that shouting, I'm going to have to ask you to leave!" Messer cups her hands and shouts louder, "CANNYOONN!!" What do you do? Johnnyville Inn Lloyd Rourke Chrissy looked up at you from the bed with a worried look on her face. "No kidding, I peeked out the room after you left and I can't imagine why anyone would do something so terrible. Dana, yeah I know her, she can be sweet, but she's two-faced. Word around town was that she was having an affair, but I never invested too much time into it. Her husband is real kind, a bit gullible though if he was fooled by Dana, talk to her long enough and she'll show her true colors." Chrissy told you before getting dressed. "I don't think I'll be able to go back to sleep. Every time I close my eyes, I just see that body laying their like a pin cushion." Deacon +25 XP Gambling Instruction "Heck, you've got a point, partner. I've seen many go on the trail, but usually by gunfire or a swift blow to the head. Ain't no peace to be had, but I ain't ever seen nothing done like this. I'd sooner see a row of piked heads than that." Henry said as he slid a handful of caps towards the bartender. The bartender overheard your conversation. An older man who worked the morning shift. "This type of stuff don't happen here son. People always coming in shot to hell, stabbed, beaten, you name it... But they come here like that. That trouble don't start in town. Guess most folk thought we were somehow invulnerable to the evils that extended beyond our borders. I did." He said sighing. "It was a good run I suppose." he said wiping dry a set of mugs. Zonta Your gambling skill permanently increases by 2. Group Sorry for delay. Holidays, vacation, doctor visits and laziness.
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Lloyd Rourke 160 Caps, $1500, 6985 xp, Suit, Charm, Shades, Spiked Knuckles, (10mm w/ 104 Rounds), 50/50 HP Johnnyville, Hotel "I'm sorry to hear that. Especially since I went and got myself mixed up in all this." He held her close and sighed. "Well, you can pal around with me while I play at lawman, if you'd like. Whenever I couldn't fall asleep on the road, I usually just kept on going until I tuckered out and my body went ahead and slept anyway, without my brain having the option to say no. Not the most healthy way to get some shut-eye, I'll admit, but it worked."
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Lloyd Rourke 160 Caps, $1500, 7010 xp, Suit, Charm, Shades, Spiked Knuckles, (10mm w/ 104 Rounds), 50/50 HP Johnnyville, Hotel "Yeah, she's bothered about her piece on the side dying, not about being found out for a murderess." When Matt approached, Lloyd tipped his hat. He figured he'd leave the whole "your wife was going to drop you and marry the dead guy" for Dana to say, if she ever wanted to. "Well, she was the one who found 'im, after all. You go ahead and take care, now." So that left James - the curious one. "Some sort of spectacle, huh? Probably not the best thing for business, but you'd know better'n me." Speech, TN 110: 1d100 90
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I've kinda lost track of the time scale here and where everything is in temporal relation to one another, but given that my little cards session was supposed to occur right after the confrontation in the hotel halls, could I feasibly turn up at the brothel right about now with no implied time fuckery? I just don't want to step ahead and wind up being completely out of whack.
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Johnnyville Shanties Jackie Reed Sorry, my bad. Messer tenses up when your steel meets her spine, and she quiets down immediately. She doesn't say a word in protest, and her hands fall slowly back to her sides. Horatio +35XP You block the stock of the gun with a swift martial arts maneuver and land a retaliatory blow. She dodges your second attack and winds up landing a haymaker on the side of your face that nearly staggers you. You take The room you were in was a small waiting area. About 10' wide, 8' tall and 8' long. A cramped space with aluminum walls that were reinforced with scrap paneling on its exterior. There were two wooden chairs, a small couch and a refrigerator that hummed incessantly. You and the guard fought at the mouth of a narrow hallway that joined up with three curtained off rooms. As the fight picked up the the manager began pleading for you two to stop. "That's enough! You're going to get somebody killed!" he said, backing away. Deacon Yeah feel free, essentially you all woke up in early morning-middle of the night, things progressed at the hotel for about an hour and after the round of cards you make your way to the Brothel following Horatio, Jackie, and the mercenary out of curiosity. Johnnyville Inn Lloyd Rourke] Matt looked at you curiously for a moment, but he doesn't question it and Dana goes off with him, not before scowling at you as her husband looked away. James had been meandering about the hotel inserting himself into conversations and listening in on the morbid gossip. "Why, what do you mean by that Mister... Rourke, was it?" "These mercenaries are bad for business, bad for the town if you ask me, and I bet they did this, bunch of loving savages if you ask me. I mean if you're asking me, I think they should be the ones that got what that poor boy did. Cruel. Just cruel isn't it?" He seems weird, but he doesn't outright yield to your verbal prodding. "Town hall meeting tomorrow, I bet he'll vote these sorry sacks of poo poo right out of town, but for good."
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Jul 14, 2015 03:04
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Jackie Reed The fight partially resolved, Jackie narrows her eyes at the manager. Motioning with her gun (without it ever really leaving Messer as the target), she says, "Look, we're here on a murder investigation. I'm representing the Johnnyville sheriff's department, and we need Canyon out here for a series of questions in an ongoing murder investigation. Now you gonna bring him out here to have a quick discussion with us, or am I gonna have to go through your girl there to get you to play ball?" Before the answer, she looks back over at the two forms mid-fight. "Y'all get that out of your systems? Did good, Horatio." Speech (TN: 30): 1d100 51 Cha (TN: 5): 1d10 7 
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Johnnyville Shanties Jackie Reed You press your luck hoping that your reputation in the town would be enough to resolve the dispute outright, but the manager was swept up in the fight and didn't have a clue who you were. Clearly still new to your hometown. "I just want to get you people out of here, before the customers come running to get their money back. Do your snooping on your own time and get this lunatic out of here!" he shouted.
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Horatio XP: 7,566/10,000 Karma: +0 AP: 8 Rads: 0 AK-47 Rifle (24/24, 1d10+14N) / Brass Knuckles (1d10+5N) HP: 46/52 AC: 11 N: 0/20 L: 0/15 F: 0/15 P: 0/5 E: 0/15 I just want to get the last word in, so to speak. Doc, what I want to do game mechanics-wise is just attack the guard with my Brass Knuckles some more, but for entertainment purposes, Horatio will slam her into the fridge a couple times. I hope that's okay. Horatio reeled back from the blow, and wiped the blood from his split lip on his sleeve. Then with a roar he charged at the guard's midsection, and slammed her bodily into the refrigerator. For good measure, he pummeled her some more. Rolling Unarmed (66%) twice (6AP): 7 and 44, two hits for 10 and 14 Normal damage. Spending 2 AP to move Horatio and the Guard next to the fridge. "Stay the gently caress down!" Horatio shouted at the guard. Then he turned to the pimp: "Listen, you dumb, ugly gently caress! Give us Canyon and then we'll leave!" Horatio raised his bloodied fist at the pimp. "Unless you want some of this too!" Doc, can I get a rough estimate on the guard's health? I don't want to kill her, maybe just bring her to about half her hit points.
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Johnnyville Shanties Horatio +50 XP You wail on the guard after you had pinned her against the refrigerator. The door flies open and a few bottles of beer and cola spill out. Her fight gave up and she hardly clung to consciousness as you turn your bloodied mitt towards the pimp. "Alright, you win... Please just find your guy and leave, you've done enough, this is still a place of business!" She's about a 1/2 health. Group The guard nearly unconscious and the pimp conceding to your demands, he doesn't protest as you make your way through the hallways examining each room for signs of Canyon. You peel back the curtain and he nearly leaps at you, before he catches sight of Messer and Jackie. "The gently caress is all this about? Messer, that you? What in the hell is going on? Can't you idiots see I'm busy?" Idle Amalgam fucked around with this message at 06:01 on Jul 15, 2015 |
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Jackie Reed drat, I was gonna suggest we leave and try to sneak in the backdoor, but I guess that works instead! With Horatio holding the guard, Jackie moves further into the establishment, her gun still on Messer. "Canyon, why don't you go ahead and come out and save us all a lot of trouble? Seems someone's implicated you in a would-be murder, and we'd like to talk a little with you about getting to the bottom of it. Now, we don't even think it's you, just want words is all." She starts opening the doors, trying to catch sight of Canyon while keeping one eye on Messer. Percepting (TN: 9): 1d10 5
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Lloyd Rourke 160 Caps, $1500, 7010 xp, Suit, Charm, Shades, Spiked Knuckles, (10mm w/ 104 Rounds), 50/50 HP Johnnyville, Hotel "I meant what I said - just trying not to sound like I know better'n you, is all." Well, that left Twitch. "Hell of a thing, isn't it? Your crew says that Canyon didn't do it. So how do you think his knife ended up there?" Lloyd tried to listen intently to his response; maybe puzzle out something from what he said, but it was clear that the hours were beginning to catch up to him. PER 6, INT 6: 2#1d10 7 7
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Johnnyville Shanties Jackie Reed +25 XP: Canyon isn't particularly armed, but he doesn't at all seem concerned about the predicament you all had placed him in. He has no weapons equipped, but a bandoleer of knives was draped across his chest when he is fully dressed. He also has a black eye. Canyon may be regarded as a mongrel by his colleague, but he was sharper than he appeared. You don't live long as a mercenary without a little sense. He grumbled under his breath as he tossed a sheet over the woman he was with and began dressing himself. Sitting on the edge of the bed lacing up his boot he lifted his head up and looked at you through squinted eyes. "Now who would want to pin a murder on me? I've pissed off a lot of folk, but they mostly just want to put a bullet in my head." he said, walking around the room grabbing what little belongings he took in with him. "'Sides, you seen what I've been up to." he said, tilting his head back towards the bed. His expression was like that of a stone sculpture's. Nonchalant and rigidly cut. He walks into the lobby and tosses two bags of caps towards the pimp. "Sorry for the trouble. This is for, this is for the girl. Make sure she gets it." Walking towards the exit he paused and spotted Jackie's gun at Messer's back. He turned and looked at the bloodied guard who glared from across the room at Horatio. He chuckled. "Well, let's get to it then." he said marching out of the Brothel into the Johnnyville streets. Johnnyville Hotel Lloyd Rourke Twitch looked up at you nervously. He saw how you had been questioning other patrons of the hotel and knew what the stakes were for him and the other mercenaries in Johnnyville. At least in his own way he understood. When you asked him about the knife he began to talk almost too fast for you to understand. His story lacked cohesion, but you siphoned through the bits and pieces of his fast-paced rambling as best you could. Although, what you ended up with made little sense. You did however, learn about his interest in Canyon's knife. "Look, Canyon didn't do it ok? I know he didn't do it. No loving way he did it, it's just not him ok? But, but, but look, right? So like the knife, he's always cleaning that knife and I told him. I could really use a knife like that, you know what he tells me? He says, 'Get one.' Ha-ha-ha he's a hilarious guy, really! Look, so I mean the knife, it's a nice knife. I like knives, I'm sure other people around here do."
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