My God! It was only three years ago that I was considered among the preeminent pantomime artists in France. My countrymen held the artform in high esteem; but in Rapture, I have been reduced to a simple clown, humiliating myself for these cackling little brats, ushering them snot-nosed into this wretched amusement park. I stoop so low as to speak while performing. On the surface, I may not have been rich, but I had my dignity.
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