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| I seek for a tavern named Old Hickory's, do you know which is the way? | |
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| Oh ye foolish little man, don't you know you're losing your soul? How dare you to bother me with such petty question? | |
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| O-oh... okay! But isn't it too much an entire soul for a route to a bar? Why don't you deduce the price from my soul and give me the change? | |
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| No way, no discount! Satan has no competition! Two blocks south, until Piper Street, turn left, one more block, left side, near the old phone booth. Now you're in Hell! | |
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| What a sh#tty deal! Can't at least I get free beernuts if I mention your name to the bartender? | |
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