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That day, I was riding down the street. Maybe my horse was just too well-fed, I was going a little fast. Sudde…

That day, I was riding down the street. Maybe my horse was just too well-fed, I was going a little fast. Suddenly, I plowed into a crowd where some wandering sorcerer was doing his little illusions and accidentally stepped on something.

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