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...It was a fine 'tumnal morn. The air was an exceptional grade of green, the sky shone bright beige, and not an inch of the landscape was left unraped by the sulliage left by the dregs of crapslinging octopeds; the most dangerous breed of octoped at the time. Everyone was resigning and reclining outside their respective red domicile on such a fine morn, under their protective bird-repelletrons, even occasionally venturing outside...
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