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[If you listen closely, you can hear the very very faint rumble of a tank engine. Following it leads you to a large, blue tank, somewhat poorly drawn and not quite to scale. Rosie is sitting on it, next to the turrets, and finishing up lunch. As she does, you can hear her begin to hum, drowning out the engine noises.]
[If you stay a bit longer, you can hear her start to sing, almost oblivious to the world around her. The tune is gorgeous but melancholy. Listen? Say hi? Steal her french fries? It's up to you.]
[If you stay a bit longer, you can hear her start to sing, almost oblivious to the world around her. The tune is gorgeous but melancholy. Listen? Say hi? Steal her french fries? It's up to you.]