[Dante Alighieri sits at his desk, in a musty, dimly-lit room, we peer over his should and see him writing]Abandon all hope, ye who enter here…"Let us descend now into the blind world, Began the Poet, pallid utterly; "I will be first, and thou shalt second be. And I, who of his color was aware, Said: "How shall I come, if thou art afraid, Who'rt wont to be a comfort to my fears?" And he to me: "The anguish of the people Who are below here in my face depicts That pity which for terror thou hast taken. Let us go on, for the long way impels us." Thus he went in, and thus he made me enter The foremost circle that surrounds the abyss."
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