And then up close, it's just two thick pieces of satin that needed a bunch of other remnants to hold them together. I would like to suggest, in a Clueless tone, that it's a total Monet. But I couldn't love it from afar, either, so maybe I'll just call it an Emsley, after the perpetrator of this monsterpiece that I can't get behind at any distance.
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