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... curse, an endless parade of the Tiered and social climbers, all eager to tie their fates to his.
An army of ambition wrapped in silk and smiles.
They approached with grins, sparkling eyes, and an energy that screamed: "Notice me."
One had a rare vintage bottle tucked under his arm.
Another was already preparing his opening line with a smile so wide it could cut stone.
All dressed to impress, all hoping to be remembered.
Atticus took another long si ...
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