The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The banquet hall smelled of roasted garlic and expensive perfume. Margot stood by the window, her fingers digging into the rim of a crystal glass. Outside, the city lights blurred into streaks of gold and red. Inside, the air was thick with the hum of approval. They were all there. The committee members. The donors. The men who decided what was art and what was waste. Margot’s dress was white....

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