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Great. What the fuck is this? Not that I'm complaining, but I know there was no fucking way Kakuzu dug my ass out from under three thousand pounds of fallen rock and rubble to piece me back together again, and I'm staring down at my feet and not so much as a bit of nail is missing. Plus, it's bright outside. Someone pull the blinds or something, seriously. [ All scribbled, in a cramped, uncaring hand. ]