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... loud — not from sheer volume alone, but from the way it came at you from every angle, relentless, unpredictable, and deeply personal.
The chandelier above swayed in the faint draft sneaking through the cracked windows, its flickering light sending gold and shadow dancing across the table.
The table itself was a tragedy of etiquette, a crime scene where the victims were dignity, manners, and whatever poor kitchen soul had spent hours arranging the platters only for this mob to de ...
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