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It's the kind of thing you encounter in a city big enough to serve as backdrop to the theater of life. It began with the sighting of a bride and her groom walking past Quigley, in front of a bag-pied-piper leading the wedding party from an unknown church down Gold Coast streets.
To a reception at the the Drake . . .
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