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But as with all things that are in fashion, the devotion of her admirers faded over time. A new act on the block stole the hearts of the crowd and left Esmeralda with nothing more than a few obsessed crumbs. But that wasn't enough to feed her hungry heart. In a state of complete despair she reinvented herself one night. A miracle that she survived the whole ordeal, she managed to train her now separated hands to follow her lead. Handling a fork and knife is difficult nowadays, but her most important source of nourishment again provides her with more energy she could ever long for.