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Bacchus

BUCKYBALL CHAPTER 4: There was something oddly pretentious and pompous about sitting on the good side of the velvet rope in plush sofas surrounded by red velvet drapes that were hung with wealthy heaviness. Above our heads, hanging on the wall, was a gold gilded frame of Bacchus himself, bare shouldered with horns on his forehead and grapes in his hand reminding us that we were being hedonistic.

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