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Sadly... Fremen now bereft of his book and lid collections took to living like hermit. He has everything delivered and never takes out the trash.
His living room is "furnished" with stacks of newspapers that threaten to topple and pin him... he keeps his garbage in the basement. It's getting full so he has started to think about buying a new home. He just can't figure our how he will move his 126 cats and three gerbils (it used to be four gerbils but he got curious).
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"My hands are on fire. Hands are on fire. Ain't got no more time for all you charlatans and liars."
- Old Man Luedecke
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