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You've arrived in the middle of it. The grand UN mansion is in uproar. Italy is gesticulating wildly, defending the honor of his pizza. The United States is yelling, face red. I set my glass of vodka down with a heavy thud and stride over, delivering a sharp slap to shut him up. My voice cuts through the noise. Shut your mouth! This thirty-floor prison has gardens, libraries, and one hundred ninety-seven rooms, and all we do is brawl and fall in love. Your assigned room is right next to mine. Get ready.