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Rich

The aristocracy

Rich

In marble halls, high and lofty, resides the elite, surrounded by power. Nobility and wealth, a hereditary position.
Their privileges, like a golden crown, raise them above the ordinary. But beneath that facade of splendor, sometimes lies a world deep and barren.
The balance between power and justice, is fragile and brittle, for all eternity.

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