But unlike Lord Voldermort who killed people to get his seven other lives, I got my three lives after being slain by the Three Ruffians while dramatizing the murder of Hiram Abiff 8 years ago.
On April Fool's Day, the second of those horcruxes was pinned above my heart in remembrance of my days as an RP [Royal Porter, Royal Photographer, Royal Pagador whatever the case may be].
That was more than two years after receiving my first horcrux from the Men-Who-Wear-Aprons after serving time in the East, and two years before having the third and last one from Men-With-Funny-Hats should the Great Architect of the Universe permit so.
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