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... lt by people who had been wealthy since before borders had names.
Seventeen stories of obsidian and brushed gold rose from the most expensive square block in Downtown Paradise with the kind of arrogance that didn’t need signage.
But it had one anyway.
The word café was doing heroic, dishonest work here. This wasn’t a café the way a private jet wasn’t transportation. The Romanos had poured three generations of money—money still faintly warm from activities polite society p ...
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