Old Rose:
[to Brock, Lizzy, and Brock's staff]
I saw my whole life as if I'd already lived it. An endless parade of parties and cotillions, yachts and polo matches. Always the same narrow people, the same mindless chatter. I felt like I was standing at a great precipice, with no one to pull me back, no one who cared... or even noticed...
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:10