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She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
— The Eagles, "Hotel California"
"And here I thought you were just another prepubescent pretty-boy!"
— Kefka to Vaan, Dissidia 012
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alternative title(s): Blue Bishonen Ghetto
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