Retrospective Narrative. They would do anything to get their fetid hands on money. Thats why I had to run away. What choice did I have?

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It’s been a long time since me and Joe have gotten to the pawnbroker business. The epic journey we had to get to this point. I can remember it like it was yesterday. 52 years ago, I used to live on the revolting streets of the City. The stench of the river Foedus made it an uncomfortable place to live. Many tragic murders have occurred and unfortunate beings had been thrown away to the river thus the river received the foul odour. My parents weren’t the most trustworthy parents you can have. I despised them. I hated them! They wanted to sell my own teeth to get a couple of shillings. They would do anything to get their fetid hands on money. That’s why I had to run away. What choice did I have?

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Winter was approaching at rapid speed. The near towns had started to snow heavily. It was already getting chilly around here. I had to get away however there were no people in the City who would accept filthy peasant like me so I had decided to travel to a better town. I strolled around the street begging for a bite to eat. Instead, all I would receive are egotistical replies. I was nearing an Inn when I happened to notice Jeremiah Ratchet’s cart. This was my perfect way out. Jeremiah Ratchet is an obese fiend who adores gambling and playing ...

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