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The rooftop sparkled as if nothing ill-fated could ever touch it. Beyond the balustrade, Londons skyline twinkled through the evening haze. Crystal flutes shone in the lantern glow.

The rooftop sparkled, looking as if nothing terrible could ever take place there. Londons skyline shimmered beyond the terrace. Crystal flutes of champagne glowed with candlelight. Well-dressed guests

I remember the hush that settled over the old London courtroom that dayso complete, you could hear your heartbeat echo off the panelled walls. A scrap of paper

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