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Hey, I've been going out and coming back all week. No one at the door. Even the llamas are missing in action. There was a large buffet of great food (including several pounds of bacon) and an attended station with a chef behind it with "Mr. Omelet" on his jacket. (I had a ham and cheese omelet.) At the end of the serving tables was a large punch bowl with a sign that said "Zanny Carters Compliments of Marc" so I had one. About three hours later I had another omelet, a waffle (with real Vermont Maple syrup), some more bacon, and a glass of skim milk. They even had some great smoked salmon for Neko. Now this is located just past the (now) unguarded door where the laddy once sat.
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