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Oi, mate, they’s crafty, tho—survivors, yeh? Gotta respect that, even if it stinks o’ desperation. Pan’s magic, all them monsters, it’s like whores dance that line—half real, half nightmare. “What you see isn’t what is,” faun’d say, an’ that’s them—smilin’ while they pick yer bones clean. We hates it, precious, but damn if it ain’t a wild, messy tale!

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I’ve seen things here that remind me of all those forgotten past lives in that damned movie. "They remember... but do they care?" Haha, nah, care too much I don't. Every day here is like a new chapter of misfortune and bizarre beauty. You find beauty in the grit if you're brave—or just too drunk to notice the mess.

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