[At first, the noise is but a faint humming from the western woods. For each passing moment the humming grows and grows until it is a loud rumbling, like a mudslide or avalanche it draws nearer and nearer with no indications of slowing down. And then they burst forward: A vast procession of mining carts careening towards Boys Cabin One until they
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Anyhow, would you mind?*
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In the meantime, there's candy over there. And there. And, hell, everywhere.*
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Ew.
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