On Being Surrounded by the Real Thing

On Being Surrounded by the Real Thing

I went to a book club. (That sentence would once have been the preamble to a story, but in these pandemic times, it is the whole story. I went to a book club!) I could not get enough of all the new faces. In art, there’s the concept of the real thing, where reproductions or photographs cannot capture the essence of an original artwork […]

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