It was a young girl who overheard me when I was on my third shopkeeper who answered my question. “It’s all dirt that washes off, dear, but it’s dirt. I seek chaos, but not out of choice. Moving back to the corner again, she ran a hand back over the leather-bound books—which, she realised, were not books at all. I know what I am talking about.
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