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Learning The Elite Class - by Aella - Knowingless

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my experience at fancy parties

(This isn’t a “true story”, but rather a collection of tiny true details from lots of different parties, strung together for a vibe) I’m in a high end hotel/penthouse/conference venue, and a lady in a black uniform walks by, holding a platter of pre-filled champagne glasses. I pluck one off and start sipping it a little too fast. “I’m thinking of running for office,” says the man in front of me. He has a greying beard and clean glasses. “I have some connections way back from boarding school who are thinking about funding me.” I know boarding school is a thing, but I’d never heard of…

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