Frownland: How much for this pack of gum, my good man?
Cashier: One dollar.
Frownland checks his pockets. They're empty.
Turning and raising a hand to his wispy chin in thought, he spies a poorly guarded bank across the street, right next to a nunchaku store.
He smiles.
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