The room within revealed itself to be
nothing less than a Chamber of Power.
There could be no mistake. The
furniture, the fixtures, the fittings.
The Fabergé, the famille, the
Fantin-Latours. The ferns, the
fiddle-backs, the finery. This was one
effing Chamber of Power.
(from The Brentford
Chainstore Massacre, by Robert Rankin)
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