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August, ´97 . . . an english expatriate from NY :
Once upon a time, a young Prince lived with
his ludicrously oblivious, fatuous Royal parents! Not understanding the legacy of a name,
these royal parents called their progency, Ludwig.
<That he never forgave them drives much
of his story, but we digress.>
Their castle was old. Their ideas were old.
They were old. Ludo longed to live a little. So much so, he was often extreme. Once, he
dreamed. Boys do. He dreamed of things huge, rock hard and glistening . . .
He dreamed of castles.
<Hey, he didn't have normal parents,
give him a break C'mon!>
He wanted to "show" people, with
something beautiful, something that could improve a naturally beautiful landscape,
something that had no reason for existence whatsoever except that he, Ludo, thought it,
designed it and bloody well built it, so there!
Luckily for Ludo, he was neither grounded
in reality nor bound by a budget. He was therefore able to build whatever he could
imagine. His legacy is one of fantasy, of frivolity, of wonder and of fun.
And, while we're at it, what could you
achieve if unfettered by convention, money and your parents?
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