I've seen a bunch of guys hangin' out doin' tricks in front of the Art Museum from time to time. Mostly at dusk, guess there's a certain time/night they meet up? Idunno. I'm gonna have some wooderice.
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You see, their morals, their code...it's a bad joke, dropped at the first sign of trouble. They're only as good as the world allows them to be. I'll show you. When the chips are down, these...These "civilized" people...they'll eat each other. See, I'm not a monster. I'm just ahead of the curve