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... hall, each with extraordinary poise and splendid clothing, Sherlock held a champagne flute, a smile on his face.
From time to time, familiar guests would pass by, greeting him with a smile.
After all, having spent nearly twenty years in Orn City, everyone had come to regard him as the spokesperson for the Bartleion family.
Although the family was currently in decline, a starving camel was still bigger than a horse, and they were still much stronger than many of those pres ...
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