"And this is us opening the Eastern quarter. And this is us opening the Southern Quarter. And... oh, look! There’s Mrs You-Know-Who! Died since then, poor dear. Dogging Accident. Shame.
Then What’s-His-Name read one of his pomes and everyone had a seizure. Fortunately Old-Fatty was on hand to shout one of his pomes at us, which was nice."
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