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Once upon a time, there lived a Gazebo on the edge of a lake. The Gazebo was very lonely, for no one sat upon it, and all it could do was stare across the lake at a mansion full of happy people who were always cavorting. The Gazebo wanted so badly to be part of that happiness, but could do nothing about it, because, well, it's just a gazebo. Gazebos don't do anything. |