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La Raison c'est la folie du plus fort. La raison du moins fort c'est de la folie.
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Noir walked into his new dorm and looked around. The first thing he could see was the dining room and kitchen with two bedrooms off to the side. It seemed to be a very simple living place so he walked into the bedroom farthest away from the door, saw only one bed in it and threw his stuff on the bed. He checked out this new place he was going to be staying. There wasn't any food in the fridge and the cupboards were empty. 'guess I will need to go out and find something for myself.' He thought to himself shutting the cupboard. It was quite which was something unusual to him, always having exceptional hearing for what he is and also having always lived out where life always seemed to be booming. He frowned at this. He wasn't feeling lonely or anything he just wasn't used to this life. He walked back into his single room and placed everything in his drawers and set his laptop on his desk. Opening it he checked out some things about the school and had started a chat with an old friend for thirty minutes before shutting it down and leaving it on his desk. Walking out of the bedroom he placed a small little sign on the door saying. "Room is Taken." As he locked his bedroom door and walked out of the dorm heading off towards the town.
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Reason is the madness of the strongest. The reason of those less strong is madness.
