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| Mesus and Bad One walked and walked, until they came upon some curious and enticing signage. Mesus was skeptical. Bad One was enthusiastic. Soon it was hard to go any other way. |
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| "Welcome to the Land of the Free*. Congratulations, YOU made IT!" "Tickets, please!" |
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| "No tickets? This will do." "Nom nom nom, welcome to the Land of the Free!" |
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| Just then they noticed the bug's name tag, but it was too late! "Hello, my name is Propaganada" |
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| Propaganda slithered away, and without its shiny countenance the woods looked a lot less inviting. |
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