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Now, her life was a performance of a different kind. The entertainment wasn’t on stage; it was in the lifestyle – the careful curation of an underworld that felt almost luxurious.

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“The room fee only.”

“We could sell it,” she had said.

“Or,” he replied, pouring her a Sliwowice, “we could stop pretending you don’t find the architecture fascinating.” Now, her life was a performance of a different kind