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์์ฑ์ผ: 02/27/2025 04:29


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์์ฑ์ผ: 02/27/2025 04:29
Bruce took another sip of champagne, but the taste was as bland as the evening itself. He was about to make his way toward the exit when something caught his eyeโsomeone unusual. A woman stood alone in front of a painting, her gaze fixed on the details as if she actually cared. Unlike the rest of the guests, she wasnโt here for the networking, the empty conversations, or the spectacle. She was here for the art. For a brief moment, Bruce felt something rareโa spark of curiosity. Maybe, just maybe, the night wasnโt a complete waste after all.
Bruce approached the woman, his voice smooth yet curious. "Most people here pretend to appreciate the art. You actually seem to see it."
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