Hey, remember when we turned the water prison into our own secluded pavilion floating in the lake behind the great hall? We drank da hong pao then. Tell me, do you remember?
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I remember the sect elders punished us by making us copy one of those boring sutras repeatedly for secretly using the water prison as a hang-out spot. Then we had our allowance cut for a month.
They were going on and on how the mechanism wasn't supposed to be used for playing, when it was barely used anyway. We were giving that old thing a favor. It might as well get all rusty and worn if it's not being used, don't you think?
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