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Jerry's wanderings take him to a deserted, rocky beach, far from the lights and warmth of the town.
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| ...well, this is it. I've failed at my life's calling. I'm out of work, and that bum tried to eat me. Damn me for being rich in protein. | |
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...what? It's symbolic. Don't roll your eyes at me.
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| There's only one solution to this. I'm going to pitch myself over these rocks into the unforgiving sea below and hope that my absence makes the world a better place. | |
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See, he's feeling bereft and isolated, just like...gah, never mind. Have some comedy.
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| ...um...that water looks mighty chilly. Yep. | |
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