The Midas Harvest
The suburbs of New York were a grid of manicured lawns and beige siding, a place where success was measured by the size of one's SUV and the silence of one's neighborhood. Leo was a failure by every local metric. A former painter who had lost his muse and his money, he lived in a small, cluttered house with a garden that was more weed than flower. He spent his days painting grey squares on grey...
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