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a long time ago there was a sad, artistic, strange, ugly, and mostly silent little girl, who didn't understand the world nor fit in it.... and years later she grew up to be a happier, artistic, moderately attractive, softly spoken though speaking nonetheless, wild horse of a woman, who still does not understand the world nor feel she fits anywhere in it.