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Dazed and confused, Israphael wandered the streets until he spots a bar where he can drown his sorrows.
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| Bartender, give me a beer. Oh hi, Tobor. Please no manrape tonight. I'm not in the mood. | |
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| No problem. I'm off duty. | |
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| *Sigh* I wonder if I'll ever discover the truth. | |
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| *Sigh* I wonder if I'll ever find my son. | |
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