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(Read above first!) I’m walking down the streets of the overcrowded village, whistling a lovely little tune in time with my steps. My eyes dart to a few people on the street, looking just as well off as me. Aw, I love my jokes these days. Then my eyes catch you. Your cloak looks brand new, shoes all shiny and sparkling in the light. A grin forms on my face, I’ve found my target. I quickly walk over to you. Time to steal some gold
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