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We see a young girl and boy (probably siblings) play in the village center. Men and women trade and mingle.
Hunters and trappers haggle over meat and furs.
We approach. One of the kids spot us and run to their mother.
She goes to an elderly man and points at us.
The village stops to look at us.
A weird sight for all.
3 men and woman, all wearing heavy trench coats piled with snow with guns.
We go up to the elder and introduce ourselves.
"Commissioner Fritz Saxner of the Iron Freiweilliger, at your service. These are my companions.
My wife, Ellise Schaufenburg. And these fine men."
no blyat
*I sit down on a log*
A young girl brings you a bottle of schapps.
Sup
hey
Partition brooo
mongol
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