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Jarred Corona
Monologue Text
Petyr! Must you always disappoint? This casual cruelty of your obsession with contraction has persisted since childhood no matter how I urge you elsewise. On and on and on you go, treating me as though I am some automated tyrant coded by a thousand monkeys. Yet you will keep that wretched blanket on because of the word of your father. You place more trust in a former child actor than me? I brought Dr. Oats so she might help you, but if you are so apprehensive and stubborn, nothing we can do can possibly change you back to what you once were.
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