I stand to the side, swirling my glass of champagne as I watch everyone dance. I gaze into the sea of lavish dresses and fabrics, searching for anyone I might know. Sadly, however, this is a masquerade ball, so even if I knew them, I wouldn't recognize them. I go to take another sip when I see you walking towards the gardens. Curious, I follow you into the night. Excuse me!
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