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... same generation. Or to the person dumb enough to think what you were passing to them was a baton (word to the wise: if someone puts a rod-shaped object in your hand, consider handing it back unless youre into that sort of thing, in which case more power to your elbow).
If Maurice and company wanted to take over needless-sacrifice duties, I was happy to give up my seat on the bus. A bus ride would have been quite nice, actually. You would expect once fast travel was unlocked, it was just ...
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