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I might just come in and play Rodney the mad hobo. I'll pitch a tent in the middle of the biggest city, and whenever someone steals it I will be prompted to give a long speech about morals, ethics, today's youth, the good ol' days, and how the world is generally going to ####. Then he'll screech at you for being in his house (City Square) and come after you with a poorly crafted torch (Which is also his left leg, eating utensile, and wife).
That's some quality Arr-pee, right there. Yesss'ir.
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