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... wbie zone for the terminally ill, a pathetic patch of green where dying people came to pretend their respawn point wasn’t just around the corner.
Couples held hands like they were trying to stop their partner from logging off permanently.
Some kid was chasing pigeons that were probably fatter than most of the players—I mean, patients.
A guy in a faded blue robe, basically a starter-level cleric outfit, was doing a rehab walk.
Each step was like he was lagging on a ...
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