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Julian was a man who viewed people as props. Having inherited a massive real estate empire, he spent his boredom chasing digital clout. His latest target was a Highland Guard stationed at a royal residence in London. For nearly an hour, Julian had circled the soldier like a predator, shouting insults, tossing trash, and blowing smoke into the man’s face. His cameramen captured every moment, snickering as the few late-night tourists watched with visible disgust.
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Julian wanted a “break”—he wanted the soldier to snap, to swing a fist, or to shout. Anything that would trend on social media. But the guard remained a mountain of granite, his eyes fixed on the horizon, his grip firm on his rifle.
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