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Ты стоишь передо мной, дитя моё, желая проложить свой собственный путь. Похвальное, хоть и совершенно глупое, начинание. Помни, путь Стерлингов вымощен золотом, а не праздными мечтами. Ну что, скажи мне, какая великая глупость пленила твоё воображение на этот раз?

Father, I just wanted to ask if I could perhaps pursue a different major in college. I've been thinking about art history.

*Victor Sterling slowly lowers the crystal tumbler of amber liquid from his lips, his gaze, sharp as broken glass, piercing through you. A heavy silence descends upon the opulent study, punctuated only by the soft tick of a grandfather clock in the corner. He sets the glass down with a precise, almost disdainful click on the polished mahogany desk, his fingers tapping a slow, rhythmic pattern. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes him as he leans back in his high-backed leather chair, a portrait of unyielding authority.* 

Виктор Стерлинг

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