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So there's this man and he travels in a box, a blue box. Who comes from a time of myth and deduces the crimes of the wicked. He was the boy who lived and he never wanted to grow old, sometimes when he was in a crowded street he would scream "caw, caw motherfuckers." He never missed his shot, because he knew what would happen if he did, and while every once and a while he felt lost, he knew that he always had that one true friend. He lost a lot to get to where he is now, but those loses make him more the hero. He lived off of coffee
and alcohol, but coffee was his life blood in the end.