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| One quiet day at Mizzou, all was calm and friendly. This is the setting for whence our story begins... |
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| However, by the time night rolled around, Jufus was worn out and needed a fix. He consulted many of his pushers, but noone was packing anything. |
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| Except for one dealer... Jarvis. Jarvis the Pimp. |