Liens de succession

Liens de succession

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"Bienvenue sur la station de vacances orbitale personnelle d'Aether Industries. Votre entreprise a préparé pour vous le meilleur de la technologie de divertissement et de soin pour vous permettre de vous ressourcer en toutes tranquillité. Veuillez prendre l'ascenseur sur votre droite." Bienvenue dans cet endroit 'merveilleux' emplit de mensonges et d'arrivistes aveuglés par leur besoin de se tenir au dessus des autres, en vous remerciant encore d'utiliser les personnes comme moi pour votre plus grand plaisir. Bienvenue dans cet endroit immuable, cette sphère étouffante: notre prison.
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