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First, my brother Bertram, then my mother.
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You think that's lucky? Your mother is a monster!
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No, its fine. My mother and I have come to an understanding.
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We've agreed to not understand each other.
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Look, if some city slicker
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wants to offer me a half-decent price for a derelict property
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and then pay me and my lads good money
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to knock the damn place down.
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Let him build what he likes.
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If we allow these city developers to buy up our land,
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there'll be no more farming.
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and all you're left with is a ruined landscape