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Scribbles of the Insane: Hotdog?


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Freedom
"Don't worry, buddy," Donald called to me from the bleachers, noticing my nervousness. "You ace this thing every night..."

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The Portrait: Part Two
Some sat in chairs, awaiting the auction in silence. Others spoke in circles and pairs, in whispers and sighs, of Mrs. Prynn and her extensive collection. There was one in attendance who stuck out from the rest...

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Spheres of Influence: Part Nine
Jack held his tongue for a moment. Then he leaned closer to Robin as to not be overheard. "The closest passage that leads to the surface is three levels above us," he whispered. "It would be very risky trying to reach it with these stone goons running about..."

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Pojo's Paint Brush
Can you paint me camouflage?

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