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[11 Feb 2018|06:09pm] |
( Warded Private )
For some reason, I don't remember the weather being this bitterly cold this far north. Of course, I also don't remember driving the lorry around without a back windscreen. Yes, I'm sure I could use a charm to keep the weather from coming in, but I almost feel like that would be cheating. Isn't the point of this exercise to learn how the lower half lives?
I mean, I know how the lower half lives. Because they are my people. Should I be ashamed to admit it? Because I'm not. I'm also proud to admit that I got the lorry with blood, sweat, and a little luck from my machete. I don't need the minister's quid to get mine. Let that be a lesson for you kids: no matter what you may want, it can be achieved with two hands, a glorious mane of hair, and a weapon.
That reminds me: Does anyone know where to get a spare part? No, not a windscreen. But I could use a spare tire. And a way to fix some bullet holes in the wheel wells.
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