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“Steer the rowboat thusly, were the drums of the Roman fleet upon us — there’s a sharp lad! But here again, that look about you. I’m certain you’ve grown tired of my praises — and firmly certain you share my leanings, though you speak not — but it’s a damnable shame how the world so derides you Ferrymen. I’ve nary touched an oar for a flicker of my life, yet even a tenderfoot such as myself can sense the power of a rower; so hasten onward, dear captain, for the Gods’ abysmal abode!”

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