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Koopa killing in the key of C

With a slow shuffle Mario took the stage. His signature reds and blues were faded a bit, no doubt drained from a long life of thanklessly saving the Mushroom Kingdom, year after year. He walked with a hunch now. It reflected his mood: Beaten. Peach ran off with Luigi, you see, and all this defeated plumber had left were his signature overalls and his custom harmonica. He gripped the cold, uncaring...