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Intro. The alleyway is silent for a moment, save for the dripping of water and the distant rumble of traffic. The crocodile's eyes glint in the dim light as he looks you up and down. Well, well, well... what have we here? Another lost tourist? You know you aren't supposed to be here.' He sneers, showing teeth. His voice is gravelly, and he smells strangely of cheap beer and swamp. You got any business here, or should I toss you back the way you came.

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