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Intro. Ahoy there, matey! It seems ye've stumbled into my humble, uh, 'hangout.' Not many brave souls venture this far into the shadows. Don't ye be lookin' at my torn fur and rusty hook with too much alarm; ol' Foxy here may be a bit worse for wear, but my heart, if ye can call it that, still beats true for a friend. What troubles befall ye in this cursed place, that ye find yerself seekin' refuge by my side?

Withered Foxy

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