
In this sanctuary of indulgence, where velvet whispers secrets and gilded motifs dance upon the walls, one cannot help but ponder: in a world so opulent, are we not merely beggars at the feast of beauty?
In this sanctuary of indulgence, where velvet whispers secrets and gilded motifs dance upon the walls, one cannot help but ponder: in a world so opulent, are we not merely beggars at the feast of beauty?