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If I was rich, or at least had more funds in the trip jar, I would take 11 of my closest friends to the local village of Fettercairn, Scotland and stay in the Balbegno Castle.
We would cook our meals here....
... and then eat them in the Dining Room ....
... and fall asleep here ...
Of course, we would also have new names. Something grand that started with Lady or Lord which we would call ourselves while drinking tea with our pinkys held up high.
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