Artifact
Kylie Venn smoothed the front of her black pleated skirt and reviewed the work she had done on her ipad. A range of photos of architectural closeups of different modernist landmarks. She'd perhaps pretentiously shifted them to black and white. They looked at times like alien artifacts. Strange geometries blown up under an electron microscope. She sipped her coffee.She'd been working at the Vincent Clover Gallery for a month now, earning as she learned. It wasn't a lot, just a stipend, but it...
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