Here's our good derelict friend. He was a gamer once, and had a good job.
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Until one day, he had enough of it. He went mad, was fired, evicted, and moved to this trash can. Now, living on the streets, he eats garbage out of the gutter and drinks the slag he finds in empties
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He walks around saying a simple, haunting phrase...if you listen closely, you can still hear him saying it......
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| All your base...are...belong.......to...usss..... | |
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