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The boss of the city
The allies' life
Lost
A full hot dog please
Happiness is a hot dog
The allies' power
We shouldn't have landed here in this place
Free squid for a year
The mystery ship
Towards the mouth of the wolf
Pyrotechnic performance
A place to rest
If the sea were ale, Timothy would go out to sail
Peeling out
I'd better leave soon
The city is yours
Drive carefully
But why are you hiding?
Jumping in line
Armed to the teeth
Among rats and a foul stench
Being nice
But why are you running?
I should have paid attention
A drink, solitude and my memories