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Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess who loved to read. She read everything she could, and she would do anything to get her hands on a good book. Even kill. Only once did someone stand in her way, a freelance worker, a passionate man. The Royal Portrait Painter. She used his blood to paint her white dress red, so she could match her newly painted blood-red fingernails. But who cares about fairy tales anymore? Albert leaned back, closing his steely blue eyes, and saying, "What this generation cares about... Is the art."
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