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Post by 23skidoo on Oct 20, 2007 10:51:24 GMT -5
A grim day, the Angell building fell, my comrades are either on the ground or looking kinda dead and I had a tough decision to make. Stand and fight, once I got a revive, or continue the search for the story. I'm meant to be getting the bigger picture of Malton by looking in the small, forgotten places. The Angel's did fine before me and I'm sure they'll be drunk and rowdy soon after I'm gone. So I'm off, scuttling through the belly of South Malton, and already I've bumped into my scientifically offended pirate friend and Elvis 'the real/meal deal' Presley. Small town or what. I'm in the sports store at Buckley looking for a 4 iron and a box of balls - a C4NT reporter should never be short of Balls, thats what Ron always said! So the paths new and the stories are fresh, and you'll be brought all you can stomach over the next few weeks my friends. So stay tuned, stay safe and, for you ball swingers out there, stay hard!
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