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Day 44
Your Name: There was a very unfortunate man with very unfortunate luck, who lived very unfortunate circumstances with unfortunate optimism. This very unfortunate man existed in purgatory, unfortunately walking through the white noise and unfortunately comprehending the truth of his rather unfortunate situation. This unfortunate man goes by

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Oh... wow, Mr. Harry. That's an awful lot of writing! Hard to read...

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Ah. I didn't mean to confuse you, Sakura.

Do you... need help finding Torn?

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Oh, I'm not confused, just still trying to read all of it... You're good with words, Mr. Harry!

No, not really, but thank you! I'm going to just walk around a bit 'til I find him. Maybe Mr. Erol knows where he is.

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Thank you. I used to write all the time.

Just be safe, Sakura. If you want, maybe I can ask the staff if we can go cook in the kitchen again.

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You should write more often! I like your stories. Or what I've heard. Which isn't much, I guess. But I like it!

I will, promise! And I'd like that very much. We can cook your favorite food this time!

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Thank you. I hope I can write books you'll like to read.

Mine? Oh, well. I really like pasta, personally. Pancakes are still good, though.

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I'm sure you can. I don't see who wouldn't want to read your books, Mr. Harry.

Pasta's good! We could always have pasta with our pancakes.