This week has been filled with long days of meetings (here I am with my fancy headphones listening to the interpretation booth when the meeting jumps to French)... ...and a work Christmas party at the Château, complete with champagne, new colleagues, gilded walls, and tasty food. As posh and fancy as this scene might look, the lights went down after dinner, the DJ turned up his best Michael Jackson and Prince hits, and these people danced their faces off, like they had just turned 18 and were out to their first discotheque.
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