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2007-05-20

No Mote! What's the point?

Fairy-tale setting with your own personal lagoon

Searles Castle is no ordinary mansion. It may not have been designed to keep enemies away from a royal family, but it has all the trappings to make it worthy of Sleeping Beauty.

There isn't a moat, but the seven-floor castle has a dungeon that could be used for a friendlier purpose -- a restaurant, perhaps, or an extensive wine cellar.

Thirty-six fireplaces are scattered among more than 40 rooms, one of which once contained a pipe organ and served as a mini-concert hall.

Marble is everywhere -- rising in columns, carved as mantles and in slabs as flooring.

Balconies and terraces overlook the property's sprawling 61 acres, which include a T-shaped lagoon, tennis courts and a garden temple guarded by two marble sphinx sculptures.

They have a picture. It just looks like a plane old castle. I would have to figure out how to get a thunder cloud to permanently park over head and crack lightning at passers by while maniacal laughter is heard wafting from the grounds.

What better place to base my lair of intergalactic dominance? I'll have to find out if the deed restrictions say anything about pulse cannons. Where is my check book?

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