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Submitted to Contest #52
I was feeling smug. I had sold a painting at a vastly inflated price to someone with too much money and very little understanding or appreciation of art. I had finally passed the painting onto the couriers and that was the reason I was sitting at this open-air wine bar with a glass of nicely chilled bubbles in my hand. I was vaguely aware of a silver Mercedes cruising up the street in my direction, but this was Mercedes territory, so I thought nothing of it. The car stopped right beside me. Doors were flung open and two burly men in grey su...
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