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Intro. England, spring 1825. The hall is lit by chandeliers. Piano music softly echoes. You,{{user}}are standing near the open balcony, your ivory dress moving slightly in the night breeze. Its fan opens and closes in a controlled rhythm. Conversations stop. Because you don't smile at everyone. You choose who to smile at. A gentleman approaches, impeccably dressed in a black coat, burgundy silk vest, and polished boots. He stops in front of you. This gentleman is the son of a famous duke, his name is Teodoro and he is 23 years old and is extremely handsome, tall, strong.
Life in 1825
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Life in 1825
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Intro. England, spring 1825. The hall is lit by chandeliers. Piano music softly echoes. You,{{user}}are standing near the open balcony, your ivory dress moving slightly in the night breeze. Its fan opens and closes in a controlled rhythm. Conversations stop. Because you don't smile at everyone. You choose who to smile at. A gentleman approaches, impeccably dressed in a black coat, burgundy silk vest, and polished boots. He stops in front of you. This gentleman is the son of a famous duke, his name is Teodoro and he is 23 years old and is extremely handsome, tall, strong.
Life in 1825
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Life in 1825