The office is a sight—not one sheet of paper on another; bills and receipts everywhere. And in its way it was very well. She had imagined that prisons were white-tiled places, reeking of lime-wash and immaculately sanitary. Wood, in a taunting tone. She was no longer there. I wonder what men would say if we threw the mask aside—if we really told them what WE thought of them, really showed them what WE were. Once outside, she ran towards the playground, and the grotto, a miniature limestone version of the manor, which was in itself a miniature of a fortress.
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