He entered the huge, magnificent double arched neo-Gothic entrance, striding slowly as if he owned the place. People's heads turned as he walked past, head held high, either thinking him an arrogant prick, or trying to remember where they knew him from - was it a television show? Frankly, my dear, he didn't give a damn. He knew what he was doing here, whom he was coming to meet. And he
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