The Wistful Silence
The banquet hall is a cathedral of noise, a resonant chamber where the air itself seems to vibrate with the frequency of a thousand simultaneous conversations, clinking silverware, and the low, thrumming bass of a string quartet playing something from the late nineteenth century that has been stripped of its original melancholy and replaced with a kind of polished, manic joy. You are standing...
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