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Until I saw Chardin’s painting I never realized how much beauty lay around me in my parents’ house in the half-cleared table in the corner of a tablecloth left awry in the knife beside the empty oyster shell.
Until I saw Chardin’s painting I never realized how much beauty lay around me in my parents’ house in the half-cleared table in the corner of a tablecloth left awry in the knife beside the empty oyster shell.
