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The tail was the worst. It was a narrow, sinuous coil of paper, meant to curl back over the body. One false crimp, and the entire effect was ruined. Leo spent a whole evening on a single inch of the tail, reversing a fold, then reversing it back, until the paper wept microscopic tears.

He set down his tools.

Tonight was the night for the "collapse." works of satoshi kamiya 4