fleamailman
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the goblin had come to an agreement with the owner of the bistro, in that as soon a the place filled with lunch people, the goblin would uproot to the bar and continue tappidytyping from there, the owner had once asked why the goblin typed so much, "...well, life is a race with death for revealing oneself through ones creations...", "..yer ok, but that isn't going to pay the bills then is it..." the owner replied, so the goblin just found himself remembering that phrase he knew "domine, quo vadis", guessing he was simply going back because others were departing from it, and just typed on instead
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