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"...I am a grim person, but no more grim that anyone who had to deal with my sort of affairs. My misfortune was one of lost and pain, of rivers drying after the flood. There was no more food for the soul and no more tears for things that matter. The world was left with fingernails, lizard smiles, and dry wine, nothing else. You'll hear heartbreak linger in my words. But, maybe, not just yet..."