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... r the wild garden, to the golden gate that separated this land from the Palace. He was still in the middle of trying to figure out what the fuck just happened, but some people had already made their thoughts known by stepping to the closed gate of the property and kowtowing toward the house. Other people were simply kowtowing to the Ophiels he had set up on top of the wall.
He closed the blinds and turned to the kitchen, just beyond the living room. Quilatalap had switched out of his arm ...
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