Mrs. Cazzarudra,

A customer carme in today. Ordered a mixed bowwque, red and white. 1 tried to explain it's bad look, but he couldn't decide on just one. He seemed a bit off, looked at me like I wasn't eren there.

Then he just felt, said he'd be book to pick'em up. Later. 1 just handed to let you know, since I knight might be gone by then.

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⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠋⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢀⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢃⡀⠂⠄⠄⠄⠄⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⡶⠤⣬⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣾⣏⣀⣿⣿⣿⢳⣤⣜⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣁⣸⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡀⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⠾⠯⣭⣿⣷⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠃⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢈⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠋⠄⠄⠄⠄⠈⠄⠙⡿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⡉⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠘⢿⣿⣽⣿⠄⠐⢦⣴⣶⢚⠋⠄⠄⣁⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠉⠁⠉⠁⠄⠄⠄⠸⢷⣾⡄⠄⠄⢸⣿
⣿⣿⠿⠛⠋⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢿⠇⠄⠄⢸⣿

⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠈⠄⠈⠙⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣟⠄⠄⣠⣶⣷⣦⣠⡄⠄⠄⠈⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡻⠟⠄⢰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⢉⠁⠄⠚⠙⠻⢿⢿⣿⡀⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣃⠆⠄⠄⠄⠄⢀⡆⠄⠄⠄⠄⠠⠳⠃⡏⠈⢙⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠯⠄⠓⣤⣦⡶⢿⠇⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⡄⡜⠄⠄⠌⡫⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡣⠁⠄⠄⠋⣤⣄⡀⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢣⢍⠄⠄⠄⠆⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⠛⠛⠉⠙⢂⣠⡖⡀⠄⠓⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢐⣾⣷⡀⠄⠄⠘⠄⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⡝⡄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠙⢿⣧⡀⠄⠄⢀⢿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⡀⠄⠄⠄⢿⣿⣿⣿⣇⠁⣀⡀⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠰⣿⡂⠄⠁⠄⠈⣿⣿
Wake the f.uck up, Samurai. We have a city to burn.

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⠄⠄⢠⢾⢵⣗⣷⣿⣻⣿⣯⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧
⠄⣴⡫⣗⢽⡺⡽⣞⣯⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣇
⢸⣿⡯⣪⡣⡫⡯⣯⣷⣿⣟⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡄
⢸⣿⣿⣢⢫⣝⢾⣯⣿⣷⣿⣿⣿⡿⠿⣿⣿⣷⢀⣄
⠈⣿⣿⣯⢧⣳⣻⣺⡻⣽⠝⢋⠁⠒⢚⣓⣿⣿⡿⢿
⠄⢹⣿⣏⠄⠄⢀⠄⡘⣾⣷⣦⣪⣳⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽
⡫⡾⣿⡯⣮⣢⢶⢵⢼⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠋
⠑⡢⢿⣿⣳⢽⢝⡷⣵⣷⣿⠿⢷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢧
⠄⠘⠞⣿⣷⢽⢵⣳⠵⠐⢑⠙⡚⠿⣿⣿⡿⢝⠜⡄
⠄⠄⠄⠘⣟⣿⣽⡞⣡⢒⠓⠝⣙⣓⣪⡻⠝⡀⣼⣷⡤⣠⣤
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠙⢷⢝⢧⢲⢎⠳⠹⠱⣹⡱⠈⠂⣰⣿⣿⣳⠄⢤
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣧⣃⠄⠑⠕⠒⡚⠝⠁⢀⢜⣾⣟⣯⡒⡀⡘
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠘⣷⢢⢠⢀⣀⠄⡄⡖⡵⣯⣿⡽⣧⡳⢐⠔
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠐⠄⠘⢯⡪⡪⡢⡣⣱⢽⢝⣯⡷⣻⣵⣟⢔⠅

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⣠⣴⣶⣿⠿⢿⣶⣶⣦⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀
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⠀⢀⣀⣠⣾⣿⡇⠀⣾⣿⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠹⣧
⣾⡿⠉⠉⣿⠀⡇⠀⠸⣿⡌⠓⠶⠤⣤⡤⠶⢚⣻⡟
⣿⣧⠖⠒⣿⡄⡇⠀⠀⠙⢿⣷⣶⣶⣶⣶⣶⢿⣿⠀
⣿⡇⠀⠀⣿⡇⢰⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠉⠉⠉⠁⠀ ⠀⣿⠀
⣿⡇⠀⠀⣿⡇⠈⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⢀⣿⣿⠀
⣿⣷⠀⠀⣿⡇⠀⠘⠦⣄⣀⣀⣀⣀⣀⡤⠊⠀⣿⠀
⢿⣿⣤⣀⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⢀⣀⣉⡉⠁⣀⡀⠀⣾⡟⠀
⠀⠉⠛⠛⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⡟⣿⡟⠋⠀⢰⣿⠃⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⣧⠀⠀⠀⢀⣿⠃⣿⣇⠀⢀⣸⡯⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠹⢿⣶⣶⣶⠿⠃⠀⠈⠛⠛⠛⠛'
A M O G U S

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy.
There's vomit on his sweater already,
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