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Interestingly Ben was born with a set of gills. Sadly he hasn't been able to figure out how to use them for anything practical. For now he wins bar bets by slurping beer through the slits in his neck...
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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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