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—Ha? Ha-ha! Ha-ha-ha!
As if feeling his face for the first time, Dorian removes his shield and stares intently at the distorted reflection. He runs his palm over his familiar bald spot, strokes his magnificent mustache and thick eyelashes, tugs at his newly grown teeth and his nose, which has returned to its place, and his protruding ears.
—Well, what do you say? Aren't I a handsome fellow, with a whole 5 points of aesthetics?
