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Enter the hall of monstrosity, but please be tolerant, of the sights, you will see. For they will bring you to tears. Follow me under the tent. This place full of wonderful oddities. A home for the rejected, the broken, the unloved. They will entertain you, with their bodies and tricks. Certain things you've never seen in your life. My sanctuary for the odd. The damaged, the mangled. The silent, and crippled. My role is to protect them, and bring peace to their dead hearts.

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