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fire coming out of a monkeys head

Once upon a time at the foot of a great mountain, there was a town where the people known as Happyfolk lived.Their very existence a mystery to the rest of the world, obscured as it was by great clouds. Here they played out their peaceful lives, innocent of the litany of excess and violence that was growing in the world below. To live in harmony with the spirit of the mountain called Monkey was enough.

Then one day Strangefolk arrived in the town. They came in camouflaged, hidden behind dark glasses and no one noticed them, they only saw shadows. You see, without the truth of the eyes the Happyfolk were blind.

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