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060. Weekly Dispatch XV


It’s been a surprisingly quiet week, honoured patron. Despite my misadventures with GLoW (and the consequences thereof), nobody has yet come knocking at my door with a dismissal or, heavens forbid, an arrest warrant. I’m starting to believe I may escape this unscathed. For the record, I still support the democratisation of knowledge, whatever GLoW may truly intend. My supposed misdeeds are certainly no worse than those of Baroness Oramande, making news again with her insufferable ignorance. This will earn me no favours among the aristocracy, but at least my honoured patrons can count on me to be frank.

Regardless, I hope you have the opportunity to experience the Xunne Operatic Players while they’re in the stellar neighbourhood. I have tickets for Friday’s performance; I’m uncertain of what to expect, but my colleagues report that The Fall of Exia is an instant classic. It’s sure to be a pleasant evening.


Yours in curiosity, Curator Endelle Stroth


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