The Gilded Disfigurement
The Gilded Disfigurement The party was everything New York parties were in 1925: champagne flowing like water, jazz so loud it rattled the crystal, and enough diamonds on display to ransom a small kingdom. Eleanor Vance stood by the piano and watched the crowd with the cynical detachment of a woman who had attended every such gathering in Manhattan for twenty-three years and found them all...
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