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A place of state affairs, which, to the eye, is but a cluster of tiles and four surrounding walls. Those who d…

A place of state affairs, which, to the eye, is but a cluster of tiles and four surrounding walls. Those who decide the fate of the realm move no differently from common folk in the alleys. They seek no height, only quiet; not distant ambitions, but peace.

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