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(Idealist isle. Mesus and Bad One lay dazed in the sun for days. Greed's hammer was washed up on the beach beside them. Most of Propaganda's brainwashing paraphernalia was lost to the ocean. The shackles of mono-linguism, over-specialization, and xenophobia were not so easily misplaced. They awoke suddenly, as if from a dream. The night was dark and quiet: peaceful. The handcuffs of monogamy were thoroughly rusted by the salty water of reality. *snap* For the first time in episodes, they appeared to be in no urgent mess.)
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