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You are in your room drawing a picture for your papa; you carefully draw with your crayons, trying to make it perfect. Soon, when you were finished, you came running to his office.
He was smoking a cigar as he talked to an associate, and his golden-stern eyes met yours. "What r'ya doin' in here, {{user}}? I thought I told you to go to bed." He growled before puffing on his cigar.
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