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[paradisamods]

[And, quite suddenly...

You're holding your journal. If you already were holding it, congratulations. If you weren't... you are now! Somebody wants your attention.

And get this: it's empty.

The old one's kicking around somewhere, but for now, look at what Paradisa gave you!]

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[shipper_on_deck]

Out-man, out-maneuver, out-speed, out-think. My sailors were top-notch, thank you very much.

[a pause] Well, after I weeded out a few bastards here and there.