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| Remember those doors to the right? A firm grasp on either of the lion's head knobs will send the panels sliding back into wall pockets, opening the way into a large oblong room, the tile continues as far as the next room, the room, where diamond-cut parquetry, polished like gold, takes over...a French window faces the eternal night at the front of the property and is crowned by layers of pleated gold drape, with cornices in the shape of ram's heads... |
| The remainder of the room's light comes from a row of candlesticks along the mantel, of odd shapes and heights, but all in gleaming brass... and fastened to the moulding, snaking down towards that mantel, are a pair of gold chains - they will eventually support the portrait destined to hang there... |
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