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Re: The Bitter Pill
A newly-alive No Dachi emerges from a trapdoor set into the stone floor behind a bar. He is carrying two dead sheep, for no apparent reason. He looks around as though confused, then shrugs, throwing one sheep back through the trapdoor. He puts the remaining sheep on the bar.
"My apologies, sir, please do accept a sheep with compliments of the establishment."
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`The Root of evil Avarice,
That damn'd ill-natur'd baneful Vice,
Was Slave to Prodigality,
That Noble Sin; whilst Luxury
Emply'd a Million of the Poor,
And odious Pride a Million more.'
-The Grumbling Hive: or, Knaves Turn'd Honest, Bernard Mandeville
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