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Same Gothic architecture that screamed we have old money and zero taste. Same manicured lawns that probably had their own therapy bills from the pressure of being perfect. Same pretentious fountain in the courtyard featuring some naked Greek dude who’d been pissing into a marble bowl for approximately two hundred years.
Classy. Very classy.
Five days ago, Phei had walked through these gates like a kicked do ...
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