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Yesterday, Frankie and Cheoah were hanging out in the safety zone of the picnic table away from Typhoon. Let’s show you the next chapter.
Guess we are going to have to get down sooner or later.
Ready for us?
Run, Typhoon, run.
Now what, Typhoon, now what?
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