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[Salem D'Angelo]

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“Why not?” he queried back with the gentlest rise of his brow. All things considered, perhaps he should have been pleased with the fact that he had a lengthy mane of hair to deal with — others didn't and some were cursed to have sparse amounts of hair. But something else afflicted them, that much he knew. “Why do anything, really?” he went on to ask, finding that sometimes living seemed too bland.

Dying was at the very least, dramatic.

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