I was an invited attendee of a wedding. At least I understood it to be such an occasion, but it was more like a reception, ie a huge party. I was unaware of who the happy couple were, but I was there nevertheless; a reliable presence. The event was held at a sprawling Gothic compound, the centrepoint of which was a crumbling Victorian manse. It was
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This was a pleasure to read. And I am jealous that your dream was so cohesive and long.
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