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"In the sea of desks there was talk of bags and games, and long pipes that leak dreams with the strike of a match. And there’s a loudness to the whispers I hear. Whispers shouldn’t be that loud, should they? There’s a girl over there who everyone knows, and men without ears who will stand at the door for a price. In long hallways there are angry mobs of dwarves and rats. And one single angel."