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Glass between us. Good. Makes you look longer. Take me in by inches. See if patience makes you stronger. Tilt your head. Try again. You’ve been staring at the surface like it owes you something. I’ll give you the silhouette, the shoulder, the suggestion. Anything beyond that requires better questions. Careful. Curiosity looks very good on you. Private viewing. Take your time. Let your eyes do what your hands can’t. Private viewing. Slow appetite. You can want the picture. You don’t get possession. Still looking Hold it there. Don’t spoil the view. I like the way restraint makes you overdressed. You keep searching for the angle that explains the rest of me. Darling, if there were one, I’d have changed it already. Call it distance. Call it taste. Call it whatever lets you stay another minute in your place. Careful. Curiosity looks very good on you. Private viewing. Take your time. Let your eyes do what your hands can’t. Private viewing. Slow appetite. You can want the picture. You don’t get possession. No photographs. Memory is much less reliable. And much more flattering. You may admire the workmanship. You may invent the motive. You may even leave convinced you understood something. That part is complimentary. Private viewing. Take your time. Let your eyes do what your hands can’t. Private viewing. Slow appetite. You can want the picture. You don’t get possession. Private viewing. Take another look. I’ll let you leave with whatever you think you saw. You looked better from there.