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... ack of the gallery, away from the main crowd, and just stood there with a fresh glass and let the noise wash over him. Two connections in one night, one of whom had bought him a drink and handed over her number unprompted. The system was quiet for once, no notifications, no projected returns, just the ambient sound of expensive people pretending to care about art.
He needed the five minutes because he could feel the adrenaline sitting in his chest like something fizzing, and he’d learned ...
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