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Word of his proficiency with hats spread, and it was not long before Cosmetic Kitchenware received two visitors; the Demopan's real parents, who lovingly explained that all Demopan men are abandoned at birth until their Shako is able to manifest itself from a trade of two refined, a long-standing, cruel, and wholly unnecessary tradition among the Highland Demolitpan Men. His unhappy childhood had ended. But his training had just begun.
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