Alfred looked at him in horror. "What do you mean, fifty?" "Well, you have fifty states, right? So, fifty kids?" At this point, Alfred was imagining the worst of scenarios. "Who the Hell can manage FIFTY CHILDREN?" (In which, instead of states, America has regions. Plus a few others).
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