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Good night, sweet Archer. May the supermutants sing you to sleep and bring you dreams of free alcohol, unlimited ammo, and companions who have lost the power of speech but not that of landmine immunity. Survival's Ladyarcher can go eat a irradiated fancylad snackcake though; she's boring and sleeps too much anyway. Thanks for the retour, Dave and Nancy and cats.
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