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…ending up in a place from a book, what a crock…
Here I hung up this stuff three years ago.
[Eventually, the mirror moves away from where it was focused on a tie. A disgruntled-looking man looks down into it, frowning. He rubs his jaw and mutters his words, sounding irritated.]
…did they really draft a bunch of kids to fight in their war?
I damn well hope there’s a place to get a drink around here.
Here I hung up this stuff three years ago.
[Eventually, the mirror moves away from where it was focused on a tie. A disgruntled-looking man looks down into it, frowning. He rubs his jaw and mutters his words, sounding irritated.]
…did they really draft a bunch of kids to fight in their war?
I damn well hope there’s a place to get a drink around here.