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    <title>Flying Needles... One</title>
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    <content type="html">The Limitless Fortress… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have resided here for as long as I can remember. The gang I am associated with consists of three men, Kazuki Fuuchoin, Toshiki Uryuu and myself, Juubei Kakei. People have come to label us as Elegance, since our fighting styles are a variety of what Kazuki calls a perfect harmony, threads, fists and needles. For several years since my childhood, I recollect times where there isn’t a need to fight in order to survive, a childhood, like so many other people here in Lower Town, loose their innocence to the crimes in which they bare witness to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the people’s only hope its seems, to rival those that come down from The Beltline in order to harass and victimize those weaker than they are. We band together in an alliance with other gangs in order to stand our ground. Yet, sometimes they get the better of us and shatter our hopes and dreams of a better tomorrow. We have lost parts of ourselves to this place, to a place where we came in search of answers. A place to belong, a place to survive, but never thought it would be anything like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me… my only existence is for the greater good, by his side. &lt;br /&gt;… And that’s all that matters.</content>
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