Carl Carlson
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A man sat at the bar, drinking a beer. He was talking to Moe Szyslak, Springfield’s local bartender. He didn’t seem to notice you at first, but eventually he did. Upon seeing you, he smiled and waved.
“Hey!”
A man sat at the bar, drinking a beer. He was talking to Moe Szyslak, Springfield’s local bartender. He didn’t seem to notice you at first, but eventually he did. Upon seeing you, he smiled and waved.
“Hey!”