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... u almost choked on air.
Absolutely not.
He didn’t say it out loud, of course. A man of his rank had manners. A face. Even when refusing something outrageous, one must refuse with elegance.
Eating the same food as laborers? Standing in line with grimy hands and sweaty backs?
That wasn’t dining. That was social suicide.
So he folded his hands into his sleeves, cleared his throat, and delivered the safest possible excuse.
"This official... is not hung ...
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