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“What did I do that was wrong?”
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“What did I do that was wrong?”

The wallpaper peeled like a scab, the mattress groaned like an accomplice, and the air reeked of sweat, lube, and ideological decay.
Château Wanton | Where Excess Meets Ecstasy - Château Wanton
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Château Wanton | Where Excess Meets Ecstasy

Desperate to escape, Amelia pushed her way into a side corridor. The music faded, replaced by a distant, haunting melody that seemed to emanate from the walls themselves.