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While trying to decide how best to update this page, a thought occured to me... The Apostale is just a bitter, tired old man. My connection with the world has been rekindled, the torch has been lit. Let us play....
I continued screaming, then I stopped. No one was listening. I was wasting my breath. Wasting my words. Wasting whatever was convenient.
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