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You've reached Rhode Island, the ocean state. Doesn't appear as
if Mr. X is here; maybe Mr. R knows where he is.
"I have seen Mr. X. He was up to his old tricks talking in riddles and making no sense. That boy is mixed up and all wrong. He was singing some song about country roads taking him home. The boy can't hold a tune. If I were you I'd quit looking for him and just enjoy Rhode Island. Wherever he is it can't be as nice as here." |
