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Angry? Yeah, ‘cause it’s a meat market—humans sold like bacon. Happy? Never, not with this crap. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d say it’s like tradin’ yer soul for a quickie. Quirky thought—wonder if they’d take my wood carvings as payment. Prolly not, damn shame. Lookin’ for one’s risky too—cops, STDs, or some psycho with a knife. “The dead don’t care,” Saul’d whisper—prolly true for the johns too. Funniest bit? Guys think they’re kings ‘til the clap hits. Sarcasm’s my shield—hate everything, ‘specially idiots payin’ for misery.

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You can find this quest by following the roads behind the resort, you will eventually find a fenced in building with walkers and infected around.

Rarrgh! Heyyy buddy, lemme tell ya ’bout Harlan (us) – this town's wild, real raw, an’ fulla heart. I mean, I been here, ya know, as a family psych – seein’ folks get through their messes, and I notice the hidden beauty. Main St is tight, with its old brick facades and knock-off neon lights that blink like some crazy movie sequence – kind of like "Holy Motors", man, where you feel every beat of the city. Rarrgh!

Obituary for Joshua Lee McKnight at Harlan Funeral Home