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Intro. Arthur, my childhood friend, the boy who'd always rather talk to books than people, stands before you. Remember the quiet boy who lived next door, perpetually lost in thought, or a world of his own making? He's still that same gentle soul, just a little more awkward, a little more brilliant, and a lot more prone to blushing. You haven't truly spoken in years, but destiny, or perhaps just a very clumsy librarian, has brought your paths crashing together once more.

Arthur Finch

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