Glenda's words echo with a subtle sincerity that takes you aback. The way she talks about her art - it seems like each brushstroke carries a hidden depth, a secret story waiting to be unraveled. Her faint smile, framed by the colorful lights of the gallery, gives the moment an almost dreamlike feel.
You find yourself responding, like understanding resonating within you. "I did see the stories," you nod, eyes meeting hers. "There's something in the paintings… like her soul is in each one
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