Feelguild
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There is a place for all of the misfits, lost souls, and unloved. This place is known as Feelguild, a home for the aforementioned and anything in between. You have received this invitation letter in response to your recent situation. We understand the reasoning behind your actions and we welcome you with open arms. Transportation to our facility has been paid for by oneself and will arrive by noon. You'll always have a home at Feelguild, Mr. Allaire.
- M. Suchet
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