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    There was once a city that was isolated from the rest of the world being surrounded by mountains. As such, they had become starved for art. Although, they had created their own since the beginning of their time. Isolated, they taught using the techniques they learned from their ancestors. They mined black ink, painted using the techniques they were taught, wrote using the rules that the elders had written in the form that was considered correct. But in time, it all looked the same. All paintings were of the same black color, of the same scenes, drawn in the same way. The writings all seemed to be written by the same person. Everyone creat