Wrap Party

Last night I went to a party with friends. The party was filled with the movers and shakers of the Denver film industry. All over the immensely lovely home was art. On the walls, in the corners, on display there was modern, sculpture, photos, watercolors, lots and lots of art everywhere. The house and everything inside was rich, in texture, meaning, color, or just plain wealth. I felt comfortably out of place, and only mildly enjoyed the whole evening. I think I would have felt more comfortable if the numbers had been more like ten instead of tons.

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