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Here’s a brief retelling of what I learned from a trading company.
Eshingir walks into a bar, approaches the counter, and says: - Bartender, give me an orange. The bartender gives him an orange, and Eshingir throws it at the wall with all his might, then says: - Bartender, give me another orange. The bartender gives him another orange, and Eshingir throws it at the wall with all his might again, and says: - Bartender, give me another orange. The bartender gives him an orange, and Eshingir throws it at the wall with all his might again. The bartender can’t take it anymore and asks: - Are you some kind of savage? - How did you guess? - Well, you smell like shit.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.