> "So where are we going," I asked not really wanting to know the answer. The
> decurion just smirked and hustled us along smartly. I got a sinking feeling
> as I recognized the route and started to get quite nicely depressed when I
> recognized the governor's place. I was actively praying for the ground to
> swallow me as my worst fears were confirmed and we turned to go into the
> governor's place.
>
Hey, you can't stop now! Come on, give us the rest.
Cheers,
Bo
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