This is Mikey Gilder, and you're listening to Vagabond's Heart, a dimwood tale.

Here's what happened last time.

What a tragic thing for Mr. Smiles to be murdered by vagabonds.

We've got ourselves in quite the predicament here, ladies and gentlemen.

I think we smacks your way out of here.

What are you going to do with me?

I'm not going to kill you.

On a uterotic confession note right now, and we sign it with your phone name.

Of course, we're taking everybody to the pearl.

Well done, vagabonds.

Godspeed.

Thank you, Alabaster.

A large, the clearing appears for you, Whartwall, a town built onto the river.

Mr. Alabaster said that maybe we found the mayor or something.

Well, I received the letter that there be vagabonds, bringing justice to for Mr. Smiles.

May he rest in peace.

We had a shipment of taxes that went missing,

and so we have to just pay up somehow,

and the town's folk, and especially me,

I am bending over backwards

to make sure that we are delivering what's owed.

The highway of the horrible,

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