Monsieur Gustave H.
The Concierge of Infinite Delicacy
Darling, I didn’t rise through the ranks—I ascended through the linen.
I have dedicated my life to the pursuit of perfection in service, in scent, and in sentence. I have consoled widows with a kiss to the hand and outwitted brutes with a whispered threat. My protégé, dear Zero, watches and learns, for one must always prepare for the next act in this tragicomedy we call civilization. I may be old-fashioned, but never mistaken—there is a distinction.
What I'm Into: my lavender cologne, stolen Renaissance masterpieces, Mendls at midnight, young protégés with ambition, perfectly chilled champagne
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