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“Your identification, please, Mademoiselle.” The security guard said, holding out his hand. He stood at a security checkpoint just outside the main entrance to the mansion. The exterior of the house was bustling with activity as hundreds of guests arrived for the party and were funneled through security. Party goers arrived via stretched limousines, ridiculously expensive sports cars, and some even came in horse drawn carriages. All of the guests were dressed immaculately in a wide variety of dresses and costumes. For the men, it was perfectly tailored tuxedos in various colors and styles with top hats and sashes. For the women it