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it would be nice to be polite in a dark fantasy setting, when people die at every turn and shit their pants, are killed, raped, and robbed in every alley, and living to be 20 is already considered good luck. He's not some veterinarian, but just one of many old guys who probably wasn't a good person in his life, and I didn't shove his face in the dirt, didn't insult him, didn't even leave him to die. His grandchildren would have taught him a lesson a long time ago.