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Ichiro walked out of the have collapsed, empty, dusty Pewter City Museum... or at least whatever's left of it. He then slowly walked across the courtyard with the wind picking up the sand and carried it around. Ichiro had his goggles on and his mask over his mouth, prepared for the wasteland terrain this region has become. He looked down at his left hand and felt his pinky finger struggling to move. "Damn....I need to fix that, I think I need to lubricate and replace one of the screws. Maybe I can find one over in that pile of junk," He thought to himself as he approached the junk. He picked up half a wheel and found a destroyed coffee machine. "That'll do," He thought as he pulled out a screwdriver and picked up one of the screws that fell out of the machine. He replaced the screw and that was half finished, he needed to find some sort of lubricant like oil. It seemed like nothing of use was there so he grinded his teeth in annoyance. He sighed and powerfully kicked the pile of junk. "Damn it!" He yelled in anger.
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Ichiro walked out of the have collapsed, empty, dusty Pewter City Museum... or at least whatever's left of it. He then slowly walked across the courtyard with the wind picking up the sand and carried it around. Ichiro had his goggles on and his mask over his mouth, prepared for the wasteland terrain this region has become. He looked down at his left hand and felt his pinky finger struggling to move. "Damn....I need to fix that, I think I need to lubricate and replace one of the screws. Maybe I can find one over in that pile of junk," He thought to himself as he approached the junk. He picked up half a wheel and found a destroyed coffee machine. "That'll do," He thought as he pulled out a screwdriver and picked up one of the screws that fell out of the machine. He replaced the screw and that was half finished, he needed to find some sort of lubricant like oil. It seemed like nothing of use was there so he grinded his teeth in annoyance. He sighed and powerfully kicked the pile of junk. "Damn it!" He yelled in anger.
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