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Four synchronized weapon end-users toss their smoke or gas grenades into an already quite large hazy zone. They were once seen by James Hive-Maker, not far from the battle of Ypres. Their arms are quite tired, but they toss day and night, entranced by the toxic haze and hoping that their hazard pay will make for a nice retirement. |
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