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I started on my way, only to find out that Purdyville was located so far from civilization that normal forms of transportation were unusable. So I made the trek on foot . . .
Only to get lost in the wilderness. Fortunately, I happened upon several unwashed natives of the establishment that I was seeking. Communication was difficult, but through gestures and grunting I was able to learn the way.
When I reached Purdyville I was informed that their Chieftain refused to fraternize with the outside world. Instead, Crazy Ivan had given himself over to sage pondering and obscure artwork, said to be laden with secret, antisocial, meanings. |
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