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| 1990 |:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::| 1990|
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RoR-Alucard SHAWN-DA-LAY BOY PRODUCTIONS INCORPERATED RoR-Alucard
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~`~'~`~'~`~'~`~'~`~'~`~'~`~'~`~'~`~'~`~'~
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"Feeding .^....^. Fossil Pig ~Psychedelic~ .^....^. "Feeding
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Everyone's ! .\/. ! Text File ! .\/. ! Everyone's
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Head." (. oo .) Distribution System (. oo .) Head."
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`{""}' ------------------- `{""}'
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.^....^.
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! .\/. !
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FILE NUMBER: 001 (. oo .) "la la la la..."
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A Trip to the LAND OF ELSE part 3: A Dark and Stormy Nite.
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by: Doctor Murdock
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| 1990 |::::::::::::::::::::::::| Presentation |:::::::::::::::::::::::| 1990|
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RAT HEAD (xxx)xxx-xxxx The ELECTRIC PUB (xxx)xxx-xxxx
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The PIRATES' HOLLOW (xxx)-xxx-xxxx
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I sit in my little Mushroom shack. In the middle
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of a million square mile field. A field of Daisy's.
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Here I sit, and I write on my parchment. I write with
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the feather of a Flamingo that Alice has touched herself.
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And I write the letter with my own blood.
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My head is split in two. Bolted down with a latch.
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But I don't open it much. I open it occaisonaly in
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the Day. And scary things happen. One time a
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giant bunny rabbit with fangs came out and
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asked me if I had a Clever. he didn't seemed to please
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when I asked him why he'd want a clever, so I ran.
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HAHAHAHAHA!
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Ran from WHAT?
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From my head of course!
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Isn't that a stupid idea? I tried. But the Rabit followed.
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So I yelled at him...
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Ickflab inko blabber blabo wham bam thika thang!
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And his eyes widened to the size of Coconut cream pies
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(this was a HUGE Rabbit!) (Big) (Flago!)
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Boy.....what a day....i did almost nothing productive. Sometimes that
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can be very tire----ing. Vey it can. Blah. Here I sit stoned (agaiin).
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And is this productive? Sure tis. Cause I'm typing, therfore I'm using my
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brain! Kinda. I use words to say stuff or things or tories or nothing. I am
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still usuing words, now I am just typing as fast as I can and saying as little
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as possible trying not to confuse either of us.....and these lines mean I'm
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think...or pauseing......or doing more of my favortie
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drugs................<wooow>......*RAD*....Hotel California is playing on the
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tape deck! Cool! Killer! Neato! Bazzzzana's! What fun it must be to be
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rich......you NEVER run out of your favorite drugs! Buzzzzz. There she stood
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in the doorway... way voices......say.......Welcome to the Hotel Arkansas!
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Such a lovely plaalalalce...
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Ya know I lost a lot of friends there, baby.........
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u iu ui
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iu i u i ui u ui-- This is the only intelligent thing I can do at
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ui ui i i the moment... .
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u ui . . . . . .
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. ........... .
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. . .
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. . .
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.
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She came to me with a letter of love.....and I saw a tear roll down her face
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and hit the dusty wooden floor....and soak Innnnnnnnnnnnnn....
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Soak....man.....soak....
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==-=+==-
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Here I sit on this cliff. I sit in the dust, the soothing thin sandy dirt.
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And I look out onto the emptyness of the land. I see a massive building in
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the distance, toppled over with vegitation growing all over it. As if the
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earth itself was using everything it had to pull it down under the surface to
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hide it from the sight of whoever may be looking at it. In it's slow
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proccess, it's pulling and working, ashamed of what we have done to It, and
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what we have done to ourselves, ashamed at what we have accomplished in our
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miserable existence. And It knows I'm watching. And it curses me. Curses me
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with it's old gaze. Looking at me as if I was a child compared to it' aged
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lifetime. I am. If only It could talk. I am so glad It can't.
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I extend my leg and my foot slides through the soft dirt. And I lay back and
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and close my eyes. I feel the suns rays beat against my face, and it makes me
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relaxed. No sound. It's frightning to hear nothing. No birds chirping, no
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cricktes sounding off, no dogs barking. I would even settle for the sound of
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a car horn blaring. Anything but silence. All that is left is the brussle of
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leaves in the wind, the sound of a creek, the sound of rain hitting the earth.
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All the sounds that were here in the beginning...........do the sounds realize
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that it's here again? The beginning, I mean? Yes. I'm sure they do. And
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they know that all of that time in between was a waste. But after all, it's
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not that long to them. I wonder if they had hope for us? Or if they knew all
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along. No matter. It's over now.....and beginning again. A shame.
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I would like to find one thing, if I must stay here and be ridiculed by the
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silence. A woman. I would kill for the companionship that only a woman can
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provide. Yeah....I know.....but Kill I would. And the circle begins anew.
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"Hi. What's your name?"
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"Eve...ad yours?"
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Hahahahaha, I think I would drop dead from the thinking the word IRONIC right
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there. But....I'd even settle for that. I hope I see her again.
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...
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<fade> <fade away, seeing a single man sitting atop a cliff, legs .
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outstrecthed and eyes closed. Thinking. ALone.> <Fade> <See a blue planet.>
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.
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..
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<Fade> <See nothing but stars in the distance.> .
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Dribble. Dribble. Dripple. Dripple. Just ask Alice. Or Isabeau. Or
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Druuna. Sparkle off you sane Emerald. Watch out for the Shadows. You never
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know who's lurking in them. Shadows hold more than you think. There's moe
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than just black there. Shadows are secret portals to anything..anywhere.
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Only...people donm't know this. Obviously. Or we wouldn't need busses. Or
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cars, or planes, or Bay Area Rabid Transit.
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Speaking of which...do you think that GOD spelled backwards is DOG by
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coinsidence? Well, I'm sure your wrong if you do. I think there is more to
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it. But since we are all basically stupid we can't figure it out. Yes. You
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are stupid. You may think your aren't. Or you may be smart...for a Human
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Being. But after all....we are pretty lame. I mean, we look at an animal
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and feel intelligent. But isn't that pretty dumb? Yes.
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DOG! There's a hidden meaning. Be good to your DOG. Or you may pay later.
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Think. Imagine some people tying you down to a table and putting you to
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sleep. And then waking up later in a white padded room, to find that they
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surgicaly removed your penis. WOuld you be a happy camper? I think not.
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I mean, sit down and think about it....if you had no penis, you would be
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horribly upset. I would. I think I would do this a lot..... .
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How often do you sit in your room at night on speed and just Sit there
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listening to music and watching the clock tic away? Often? Hmmmm. Feel
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the persperation under your arms and feel your brain standing on edge. And
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feel great...yet mellow...and just sit and think...and maybe type. Things.
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And you don't find it amazing that you can sit in front of this screen and
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be perfectly happy making designs with ascii characters. Useless, meaningless
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designs. Never hungry....never thirsty....just sitting...and sitting.
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Waiting for the time when you come down and wish you had more. SSSSSHHHHHH!
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Don't talk about that NOW! Sitting and knwoing that tomorrow you have
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to be up at 8. But you can't sleep...but thats ok...at the moment. Tomorrow
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is a different story, isn't it? Yes...I think so. No matter. It's 2:30am
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here...now.............hmmm...can I sleep at 3? We'll see. Rhyme! Yep.
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Metallica is playing on the radio. And all is dark. No light. Hmmmmm.
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And, do you ever just sit there and wonder what the HELL you are doing?
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And then have the curiosity pass almost as fast? Yes? No? Whats the
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Answer? What was the Question? Who makes up the Questions? Or more
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importantly...who makes up the Answers? And Why? And How? And what's
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the difference? And who cares? And why don't they care? And if they're
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not caring about that, then prey-tell...what ARE they caring about? Do
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YOU care? About what? And Why? And the viscious circle begins anew.
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Thats a deadly word, "Why?" Because everybody fears it, deep down. We
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know we can't answer every question brought to us, and we fear the dreary
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day that a little girl comes up to us and asks a question like, "Why do
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we have finger nails?" And you haven't the foggiest idea...so you make up
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an answer as to not look stupid.
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Big trouble....big trouble. My attention span is like an ice cube in a
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blender....chipping away into little peices. And then I loose it and
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think of Something Else. Uh oh...there's a subject that can go on forever.
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I better not think of Her....or we'll be here for awhile. <not thinking>
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<nul thought> I did it. Good.
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I have the sniffles....gee....do you think I may have a cold? heh. <grin>
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=--=-=-=-=-==--==--=--=-
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"Hello...my name is Karoldadkris..."
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Ilbo factual singbot ingtoy, kong lay nongchi mooki. Misfro lipstane
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foolicbarb seesaw. Sangnuly, nedoly oola moli cofarbnoe sib.
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--==--=-
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"Hhh-h-hh--h-hey, m-m--mmman......I'm a ggg--g-good f-friend of his!"
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<Yeah, right.....>
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"I a-aaaa--am man..."
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Your acting funny dude....I'm straight at the moment, ya know?
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"Dd-d-d-dood...thats bad. R-r-r-rreally m--mman, I'm a f-f-ffffriend of
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h-hhis..."
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<CCCCCCCCCCCCOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOKKKKKKKKKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.....>
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"M-mmm---man?"
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Dude, I gotta go.....
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"A-a--alright, man...b-b-b-bye!!!"
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Ok....C'ya....
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-----------------------------==-=-=-=-=-=-----------------------------------
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Call these other fine boards.....
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-= The Legion Outpost.........................................xxx/xxx/xxxx =-
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-= C.A.M.E.L.O.T..............................................xxx/xxx/xxxx =-
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-= The Village................................................xxx/xxx/xxxx =-
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-= International House Of Leeches.............................xxx/xxx/xxxx =-
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-= The Nimitz Downport........................................xxx/xxx/xxxx =-
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-= Lunatic Labs...............................................xxx/xxx/xxxx =-
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