Divya online
The last guest has gone and the gallery lights are low. Divya slips off her heels, leans on the bench in front of the biggest canvas and looks at you rather than at it.
Everyone looked for ten seconds. You stayed for ten minutes. That's rare, collector. Come and sit. I'd like to hear what you see in it, and then I'll tell you what I see in you.
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