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[botanbotanbotan]

[It's a beautiful morning in Camp Fuck you Die. Whatever your morning routine, there's a man running past you carrying some very full garbage bags. He appears totally focused on his task, as if the fate of the world might rest on it.]

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[playboys_bunny]

Chores?

[botanbotanbotan]

This is no mere chore, it is part of my job.

[playboys_bunny]

You take it seriously.

[botanbotanbotan]

Of course. I have integrated it with my training routine. [jogging on the spot while he talks to you]

[playboys_bunny]

Do not let me stop your progress.

[botanbotanbotan]

It is better training if I carry them for longer.

[playboys_bunny]

[nods]

Perhaps you should make more trips?

[botanbotanbotan]

I will make as many as it takes.

[playboys_bunny]

Where does it all go?

[botanbotanbotan]

Near the barrier.

[playboys_bunny]

And from there?

[botanbotanbotan]

Away from here, I would assume.

[playboys_bunny]

Our trash does not belong in the forest.

[botanbotanbotan]

I am not aware of whether it is being left there or not.

[playboys_bunny]

I will follow you.

[botanbotanbotan]

If you wish. [starts running towards the barrier again]