Appearances aside, I am actually a rather fastidious fellow─so you can imagine how little I enjoy living in this stinking filth. Ugh, I just need to hold my nose until the day I can walk through that gate...
'Twould seem a disdain for meol allowed me to keep my wits during that whole debacle. Saved by my own discerning palate...
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The night sky is certainly breathtaking, but I can scarce see my own hand in front of my face at times. I shall need to procure a lantern, lest I step in something...unpleasant.