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(When Breen realizes wtf is happening and what a gordon is)
Welcome.
Welcome to City 17.
You have chosen-OR HAVE BEEN CHOSEN TO GET F***ED IN THE ASS!
F*** you. F*** you soo much. LEAVE THE F***ING CITY NOoOoOoOoW!
GET BACK ON THAT F***ING TRAIN AND GO BACK TO WHEREVER YOU F***ING CAME FROM!
F*** you Gordon.
I hope you get run over by A TRAIN! AHA! YOU STUPID MOTHERFU-
Welcome to City 17.
You have chosen, or been chosen, to be relocated to one of our finest remaining urban centers.
I have thought of City 17 so much, I elected to establish my administration here.
In the citadel so thoughtfully provided by our benefactors.