It's becoming mildly inconvenient having to go through all of these posts. There's just too much information to sort through. I'm not sure how the world of Paledonia works and I'm not entirely sure it does. Below is another transmission from Paledonia, this one being from months afterwards. There are clear delineations in the story. It starts off normal and becomes weird after a while. I'm not sure what this man was ever to accomplish.

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And I said to the man, I mean you said to the man, where are... what are you looking for in terms of a pet. Because I see you. I see that you want a white labrador with a broken foot and a good heart. I see that you're a hardworking man with a strong head on his shoulders and damnit, you just want to do good in this cruel world, and you want to help out this poor creature who is in need of your assistance. And then he says to me, "Damnit, you're right." And he takes it. Poor Binky was brought back to the pound a few days later as apparently he was smuggling cocaine across the border for a man by the name of Nathaniel Peacoat Williams. Not sure what that was about.