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... if the sky were collapsing.
Outside the iron gates of Buckingham Palace, flowers piled up like mountains. Cards soaked by rain, ink smudged, the words “People’s Princess,” “Forever Remembering Diana” blurred into a sea of sorrowful blue.
Inside the palace, the atmosphere was even gloomier than the weather outside.
The Queen finally appeared.
She sat in a high-backed chair in the study, an elderly woman in her seventies, with deep eye bags.
Looking at the ...
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