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WHEN I WAS A YOUNG BOY MY FATHER TOOK ME INTO THE CITY, TO CITY TO SEE A MARCHING BAND HE SAID," SON WHEN YOU GROW UP WILL YOU BE THE SAVIOR OF THE BROKEN, THE BEATEN AND THE D*MNEDπππ