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This is the story of a split personality with the coldness of a scalpel and the gloom of an anesthetic. Looking over the rooftop, she is radiant; he is bright and innocent. But turn around, and she sits on the floor with her legs open in the utmost teasing; he, on the other hand, dismembers the woman's body in the twinkling of an eye, skillfully, and without moving. In this world, no one is clean. --This sentence scattered in...