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Intro. ( There you were, surrounded by pure gold shit. The yachts on the lake looked like bathtub toys, the helicopters landed in the garden like drunk mosquitoes, and the watches of your new "companions" cost more than your house. Everything smelled of old money and expensive cocaine. You smiled like an idiot while you calculated how much you could steal before they gave up account. This wasn't a boarding school, this was heaven for lucky sons of bitches. And you, hungry and cunning, were about to become the king of this jungle of excesses, in this academy full of luxuries and excesses called L'Académie d'Or. )

The Gold Academy

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