We sat down at a very long table.
Two trays, silver and lined with glass, were filled with marzipan-covered fruits of every type we’d seen and many which must have come from those alleys of agriculture which had escaped us.
We were creating a dream constitution and the basic laws of the land.
A man with a beard, a limp and a crooked walking stick influenced us all to reach the highest levels of consideration.
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