“I see a blaze flare up. None of us has to say it. That can only be the Hob going up in smoke. I think of Greasy Sae, Ripper, all my friends who make their living there.
“Haymitch, you don’t think everyone was still in—“ I can’t finish the sentence.
“Nah, they’re smarter than that. You’d be, too, if you’d been around longer,” he says.
SNOW YOU WILL PAY!!!!!
— May 16, 2025 01:08PM
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