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Chapter Fourteen

Sargent

It’s done. I admire my handiwork. Clear plastic sheeting is carefully tacked to the wall and ground. An easel stands in the center of it, big enough to hold a rather large canvas. There’s a chest full of shelves that pull up, housing many different kinds of paints. I’m not sure what she ...

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