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[7] No One Loves Free Things More Than Rich People

The elevator dings and opens to a small hallway.

It was a short hallway, and at the end of it, was a door that didn't even have a handle. It was one of those fancy sliding doors that could sense that there was a person in front that opened on its own.

Then, I stopped right in front of it and it slid to the side.

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