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| What's this? A letter..."Zap, come to the desolate wasteland in three hours...ALONE." | |
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| Here I am, but who am I to meet here? | |
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| ZAP FABIANO, IT IS TIME FOR YOU TO DIE! SO SAYETH ME! | |
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| HE SHALL TROUBLE US NO MORE. NOW, TO REPORT THIS TO THE COWBOY! | |
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