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Well, I guess none of that was a dream. 'Cause, well, this bed I woke up in ... I know there aren't beds in alleyways. And I sure as hell didn't just dream up a pile of new clothes. And.. uhm...

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Fuuma's leaving this place, and he asked me to come with him. I'm glad for that - I'm really beginning to hate this place.