The Resonance of the Real

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The champagne in November 1924 was a sliver of crystalline frost in a glass of heavy crystal, a sharp, biting cold that mirrored the brittle air of Fifth Avenue. Thomas Hatfield sat in the amber-lit sanctuary of his study, the room thick with the pungent scent of Turkish tobacco and a floral perfume that whispered of old money and newer, darker secrets. He was fifty-eight, a man whose skin had...

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