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    Ooops! I meant wife... ex-wife thank God!

    I wonder how many I need to have before she stops, if indeed she does.
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  • #2
    Your ex-wife smokes a pipe?
    The greatest delight for man is to inflict defeat on his enemies, to drive them before him, to see those dear to them with their faces bathed in tears, to bestride their horses, to crush in his arms their daughters and wives.

    Duas uncias in puncta mortalis est.

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    • #3
      no, she never has enough!

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      • #4
        Your ex-wife smokes a pipe?
        I didn't know you knew her.

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        • #5
          miccofl, did you change some of the game's graphics? I don't have pipes, tobacco?, in my game. And what do those columns represent?
          "In Italy for 30 years under the Borgias, they had warfare, terror, murder and bloodshed. But they produced Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci and the Renaissance. In Switzerland, they had brotherly love. They had 500 years of democracy and peace. And what did that produce? The cuckoo clock."
          —Orson Welles as Harry Lime

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          • #6
            Those are Harlan's resources: http://apolyton.net/forums/showthrea...threadid=49992

            The columns represent marble, in the game the screen shot came from it is a strategic resource used to build a new palace. The mod is at this thread: http://apolyton.net/forums/showthrea...threadid=61100

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            • #7
              I find this annoying as well!

              Women aye, no matter what you do you fall short...or so the theory goes
              "Giving money and power to government is like giving whiskey and car keys to teenage boys."
              --P.J. O'Rourke

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              • #8
                I can;t believe she exported those blue jewels.

                Where's the "ridiculously expensive shoes" resource?
                The greatest delight for man is to inflict defeat on his enemies, to drive them before him, to see those dear to them with their faces bathed in tears, to bestride their horses, to crush in his arms their daughters and wives.

                Duas uncias in puncta mortalis est.

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                • #9
                  Forgot to put that one in! No wonder she's nagging.

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                  • #10
                    Maybe you don't have at least one of EVERYTHING. To make it true to my house, replace all strategic resources with beer and cigarettes, and all lux's to gadgets and computer stuff, then we'd have MY sad face up there....

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                    • #11
                      Maybe you don't have at least one of EVERYTHING.
                      Oh, I see. I don't have silk and I don't have opium (yeah, I added that too.) So, do you think she wants to put on a silk teddy and get stoned?

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                      • #12
                        Your Trade Advisor practices good capitalism: Never be satisfied with what you have.

                        Seriously, though, once you control one source of every luxury and resource for every civ without its own supply, you can finally be said to have "enough" -- enough to supply yourself and every other civ with each good. After all, what on Earth else would you want to do with them?

                        I would be suprised if your Trade Advisor was not finally happy at that point. Although I suppose it wouldn't hurt to have some strategic backup sources...
                        "God is dead." - Nietzsche
                        "Nietzsche is dead." - God

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                        • #13
                          Whatever, happens, don;t let her get near Ebay!!
                          The greatest delight for man is to inflict defeat on his enemies, to drive them before him, to see those dear to them with their faces bathed in tears, to bestride their horses, to crush in his arms their daughters and wives.

                          Duas uncias in puncta mortalis est.

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