Mr. Burns peers through purple venetian blinds at four bent-over men showing their bare buttocks on a street, next to a cardboard box labeled KRUSTY…

What happens

Mr. Burns, a frail, stooped old man with a hooked nose and grey hair at the sides, peers through purple venetian blinds at four bent-over men showing their bare buttocks on a street, next to a cardboard box labeled KRUSTY BURGER COLESLAW with scattered debris on the ground. He grimaces and scowls, then in the last moment he stands in a light blue suit at the foot of a blue staircase, raising both arms toward portraits on the wall, including one of an old white-haired woman, with a potted plant and an open door above.

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