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Familiar indeed, though does bring the question… Pride, or ice cream using command as an excuse? Only the most serious of questions for the thief…
“…I could get ice cream for us anyway, you know?”
You should be familiar with me~ A dagger thrust at my own heart; it dictates which way I’m swayed. Left I stand, and right I yield; to the twisting of the blade. If my identity remains unknown, give me ice cream. Ten gallons of it, because five for you too.
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