I think we all know what we want to do with The Farmers Daughter. Refreshing and spicy, she’s something you like having around. Tonight she arrived. This town where that evil seven foot tall lumberjack with glowing red eyes, black velvet cape, and golden axe haunts. Paul isn’t around anymore to keep us safe like the old days. Off to the third floor of 236 West River Street to hide out for a while, maybe a day or two. I hear there is some new talent in this God Forsaken Town.
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