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Oh, and the trials? Messy as hell. One chick said it made her see colors talk—fuckin trippy, right? I’d try it just fer that. “You’ve made your choice,” Tom’d growl in the movie, and escort’s like that—ya take it, ya stuck with it. Me, I’d pop it and watch the world twist, laughin like a lunatic. Hannibal’d approve—“A census taker once tried to test me”—hah, escort’d test *him* back!

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So, I head to work at The Furzedown Tavern. It’s on the corner of the High Street and, man, it’s always buzzing. I’m just settin’ up, and I see this group of lads outside. They’re already rowdy, and it’s not even noon! I’m thinkin’, “Here we go again.”

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