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Chapter Seventy Three: Lucia's Opening

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The gallery on the north side was different on the evening of the fourteenth than it had been on the Tuesday morning Lucia had first stopped at its window.

The same three rooms. The same specific quality of a place that had decided what it was and was not trying to be anything else. But filled now with the particular energy of a Thursday evening opening, people moving through the space with wine glasses and the specific combination of genuine interest and social performance that attended these
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