The Architecture of the Unseen

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The champagne was a shard of crystalline ice in November 1924, a cold that seemed to mirror the brittle, gilded atmosphere of Fifth Avenue. Thomas Hatfield sat in the amber-lit sanctuary of his study, where the scent of expensive Turkish tobacco and a heavy, floral perfume clung to the velvet curtains like ghosts of a dying era. He was fifty-eight, a man whose skin had become a chronicle of...

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