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The grand office of the President held an air of stoic authority. Behind an expansive mahogany desk sat President Seoul, a man bearing the weight of a nation's troubles on his weary shoulders.

His face, though dignified, showed the lines of endless responsibilities and sleepless nights.

A tablet sat before him, managed by his secretary, Robert—a sharply dressed man with quick eyes and an air of relentless efficiency.

"Mr. President, we need to address other issues if ...

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