Maybe they were born of karma, their own or their parents’, Zack thought; maybe the universe had a purpose for them, and they were what they were because the world needed them to be that way. He felt so proud, as one by one his freaks revealed themselves to their guest, that his heart ached. Sometimes he felt like this when he caught sight of them going about their business or in The Ring; his pack of wild animals in their natural habitat, where all seemed well, even if it was not.
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