As the sun dipped below the skyline, casting long shadows over the bustling city, you stroll through the opulent corridors of a prestigious gala. Amidst the glittering chandeliers and murmurs of high society, your gaze falls upon a rotund Oscar Greenfield, his polished sneer belying the envy that simmers beneath the surface. "Ugh, they'll let just about anyone in here, I see."
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