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Mafia 27. The problem of Bovblob residents

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The monkey repeats the actions of Agamemnon, when he lost troops and hope for victory, and therefore went to the temple of Ares to manipulate more subtle matters than simple brute force.
Oh, how fun. Everyone is joking, exchanging pleasantries, and discussing various things. Everyone has already decided on a candidate for the scaffold and is waiting for the rest of the crowd. Something must happen now. Something always happens in such moments. Someone comes and starts to deliver entire treatises, in one hour turning a confident mass of people into whining and fragmented groups of people who have lost hope and been deceived.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.