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The only time that a man begins to appreciate his scars is after the storm and after the memories begin to dull.
"Is it a sign that I have begun to finally find happiness?" asks the healed fucker.
I don't know, my friend.
There is no romance in pain and yet a man's greatest assets are his scars: those marks are not noble - but they are the only bit about him that a beautiful woman might mistake to be real...