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The Navy Seals have subtly implied that they are interested in my goods, but I am not so sure that they will actually take me up on the offer. It all started on a rainy Saturday morning:
Ryly walked tentatively up Main street, cars bustling past into the dark abyss that was once the Capitol building (Before that they had concerts once in a while, but nothing so entertaining that she would rouse herself out of her apartments to go watch). She huddled into her fur coat and braced herself against the coming windstorm. It was only there that, amidst the sea of ongoing traffic and endless merging automobiles, she could clearly see what was in front of her. "Alas!" She managed to choke out between heartfelt sobs, "The cars go nowhere! In a few steps I shall not be able to see again."
And so it was.