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Yes.
BTW, Del, when I read your last sentence, this popped into my head:
By "Everything is sorted out", He means that the Rum is "sorted out".
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^^ That was a lame joke.
Anyways, it will be a quiet Caribbean without the Sorcerors... The quiet glistening splashes of the waves on Port Royal will be everso sorrowful, the tepid air, who moves my set ship, will no longer be a friend - now an awkward stranger, and the the quiet whispers of our breath, as we temporarily part ways, will be seemingly louder than anything, making Abassa seem like Korokos, and our sweat from from the sun will secretly drown us in full sorrow, as we temptingly wait for one of the greatest guild in the carribbean to return.
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