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The desolate swamps, impoverished villages, rude yokels, and monsters that appear from nowhere are probably the only impressions people have of this place.,He still couldn't get used to this feeling.... No, perhaps it was more accurate to say that in order to preserve the echoes of his past life, he refused to allow himself to lose his sensitivity to this feeling.,Until the farmer nodded dumbly, he didn't hesitate. He crossed over Lane without a word and turned to leave.。