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... "Shall we begin with a tour?"
A young and cloyingly saccharine voice echoed within the empty entrance hall. Dima found herself staring fixedly at the well polished stone floors, trying to spot any sign of recent construction dust or wear. Anything to make the experience feel *natural* and not like a feverdream.
But there wasn’t even a partial footprint from the entrance - or a single scuff on the stone. The place was new but it was also all too immaculate. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
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