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You see a man quietly picking plums from a small, fragrant-smelling tree. You’ve heard of the so-called Fundamentalist, and you watch with interest as he carefully lifts and inspects each plum in turn. Occasionally, one comes off the tree, and he tucks it into a rucksack.
When you see him notice you, you call out and ask what he’s doing. He frowns at you. “What does it look like? I’m taking plums. Only the ones that are just about ready to fall off the tree, obviously. What are you doing?”
Clear the Fundamentalist with to ask him about his way of life.