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... nd saw him — yes, him, my sponsor, the ridiculous peacock of a man in his feathered black robe, blonde ponytail draped down like he was auditioning for the role of "Mysterious Stranger No. 3" in some tragic opera — I wasn’t even surprised.
Not a blink, not a gasp, not even the courtesy of fainting dead away on the carpet, which honestly might have been the more reasonable option.
At this point in my life, I had transcended the ability to be shocked. When the world insists on jugg ...
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