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This is demeaning. We scrabble for cover like drowning insects. We lock ourselves in our tower -- the newly scarlet one, mind, not the metaphorical ivory -- and wait for the waters to fall. Not to mention, of course, that this is disgustingly unhygienic.
We have locked some of the useless residents in the opulent rooms downstairs. At the current rate, I believe it will take three days precisely for those chambers to become submerged.
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