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You know what, I'm sick of this.

I'm going to close this healing frequency right now if you keep suggesting that I sell you my

crew.

We don't deal in slaves, Drewes.

Workers, they're called workers, and all of our workers report a 95% joy rating

on the Drews scale provided by Drew's ghost slave holdings. So forgive me if I try to expand our margins.

I won't, I won't forgive you, you have to know that. I won't forgive you you have to know that I won't forgive you that's you

let's see I scan to indicate that you have a my carate casing on port your ship.

Will you sell us that?

I guess that sounds reasonable?

Excellent.

It will dissolve nicely into a nutrient-neutral bioslory that will keep our workers stomachs full and their hearts empty.

Am I they're really glad I asked or really sorry I asked.

Then's all well and good, but I'm not hearing any counteroff as Earthling.

How about our siren medical pod?

You know, get the slaves some health care.

Delight for it.

Now we don't have to wait for the bones to reset before we break them again.

Throwing a thratish-brand calistapata,

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