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In the morning, they found him lying face down in front of West Gate.
When the guards rolled him over, they sighed and left him to bake in the hardpan.
"It's that damn bard, again."
When the guards rolled him over, they sighed and left him to bake in the hardpan.
"It's that damn bard, again."