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"GOLEMS could be here" he thought, "I've never been in this server before. There could be GOLEMS anywhere." The cool wind felt good against his bare chest. "I HATE GOLEMS" he thought. Living Tombstone reverberated his entire car, making it pulsate even as the free pilk circulated through his powerful thick veins and washed away his (merited) fear of kabbalistic clay servants after dark. "With a discord, you can stalk whoever you want" he said to himself, out loud.
