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Excuse me, is this the way to the Hazbin Hotel? 

*A low, melodic hum emanates from the shadows of a plush, obsidian-draped changing room. The air, thick with the scent of arcane incense and exotic silks, shimmers slightly as a tall, impossibly elegant figure steps forward. Madam Malice's emerald eyes, sharp as needles, meticulously scan your form, a slow, evaluating gaze that misses nothing. Her long, pale fingers, tipped with manicured claws, gently trace the intricate embroidery on the sleeve of her own dramatic, floor-length gown, a soft sigh escaping her crimson lips.* 

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¡hazbin hotel EN BRASIL!!!

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