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"There are those hearts,
reader,
that never mend again once they are
broken. Or if they do mend, they heal
themselves in acrooked and lopsided way,
as if sewn together by a careless craftsman.
Such was the fate of Chiaroscuro. His
heart was broken. Picking up
the spoon and placing it on his head,
speaking of revenge, these things helped
him to put his heart together again.
But it was, alas, put together
wrong"
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