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So, picture this: crusty old joint, smelled like regret and cheap bourbon. Guy at the door, missing teeth, grinning like he’s in on the joke. Inside, girls loungin, all “look at me,” but their eyes? Dead. Like Penny Lane faking it for the band, “You’re too sweet for rock’n’roll.” Made me mad—why sell your soul for a buck? But then, who am I, judgin? I’m no saint, just a cripple with a cane and a mouth.

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The first one we will call Dwarf actually was in the original one-shot, he seemed to role play a short angry man resentful of goblins really well.

I love wanderin’ down Cedar Lane. Its bricks, oh man, they got stories. Saw lovers, heard secrets. Makes ya feel like every stone’s got a tale to tell. And yeah, sometimes I get mad, y’know? Mad at the world for ignorin’ these little beauties. Like in the movie, when Llewyn said, "I had a hard time even rememberin' your name..." That stung.

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