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About Triesen

I’m typin’ fast, prolly messin’ up evrywhere—don’t care! Imagine me stompin’ through the woods, all “I’m a forester, dammit!” but secretly wonderin’—could I find one out here? Ha! Probs not—too many trees, not enough sequins. Still, I’d be all, “El tango de Roxanne!”—dancin’ with a pine, mad as hell at the world.

Hans Schellenberg

In the end, I get my stone back, but not without a little negotiation. I made them promise to come get their knives sharpened. I mean, I can’t let them walk around with dull blades, right?

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