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2000.
It would be nice to remember all the way back to the fall of the Roman Republic. Sure, little puffs of dust may shoot out of my joints whenever I moved. Perhaps I would periodically have to bathe in the blood of virgins to stay alive. My skin may hang like loose bags and pool upon the floor, but it would be worth it to say I predate Ovid's Metamorphoses.
Who's with me?
-GH
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