The Hollow Masquerade
Paris in 1925 was a city of electric lights and existential dread. The cafes of Montparnasse were filled with expatriates who had fled their homes only to find that they had brought their ghosts with them in their suitcases. Julian was a painter who had long since stopped using color. He painted in shades of grey and charcoal, capturing the precise moment when a smile becomes a grimace. He...
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