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"Imagine handing over the work of one's brain and heart, confiding it to creatures who earn their living by tearing it to shreds for you, by degrading and dishonouring it! It is my child you are torturing, wretches...I give you one thing and it is another that you show to the public."
The Countess Almaviva
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