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Lots and Fred sat down on some furniture under a blue pastel, six foot
wide umbrella. "Here's what we know." said Lots. "Legend says that on the seventh night of the seventh month of the seventh year past the meteor, the moon will reveal the treasure on the garbage island of the tribe I mentioned a little while ago." Fred scratched his chin and sipped a Midori Sour, which had been pressed into his hand by someone prominently displaying a two foot long pistol. "Hmm. That'd be soon, the meteor of course being the one that destroyed the Brothel House Of Pan-Dimensional Horrors." he said, drawing out the story. "Of course...
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