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Inequality is growing, and the world resounds with cries of resentment.
There can be no more hesitation.
I must dye the world red with communism without delay...
What's that?
Pasta... I don't...
I forgot that Libe's lot were off expeditioning, and cooked up too much pasta, see?
Heeey! Tashkent!
If you'd like, why don't you come have some?
<font size="6" color="red">Pastaaaaaaa</font>
<span style="font-size:166%">Mmmm~</span>
<span style="font-size:133%">Buon-...no, Вкусно!!</span>
Yummy!!
Tashkent's struggle continues!!
It's the taste of Italia~!
There's plenty more!
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