This is why I hate this quasi-amnesia shit. I'm thinkin' back on how long it took me ta grow facial hair an', yanno. I know the answer fer Estoria, but is that the truth? It don't seem like it.
Thing is, it seems like the Showmaster an' the Ticketmaster don't know all that much 'bout our situation. I told ya 'bout my meetin' with Ticki-chan, remember? She was tellin' me someone gives her the visions, but she ain't got any idea who.
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An' ya like it anyway.
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Y'ain't changed in years.
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I can tell.
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