Most guests at an art opening, particularly one located in a sizable outdoor sculpture garden, showed up with maximum intent to schmooze. Kenise, on the other hand, became schmoozed out especially swiftly, and thus preferred to sneak away and absorb herself in sketching. "Art begat Art," she would think, and could not help but imagine an infinite conga line of guys named "Art," which she would sometimes end up attempting to draw if the pieces currently on display failed to strike a chord in her.
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