The Gilded Unraveling
Spring in New York, 1926, arrives with the same fanfare it always does: the flowers bloom on Fifth Avenue, the women change their hemlines, the men change their opinions, and nobody notices that the ground beneath everyone's feet has been quietly turning to dust for four years. I came back from France with a novel that people called brilliant and a soul that I knew, with absolute certainty, was...
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