In a sea of red and gold, there is one work that stands out at the gallery. Rows upon rows of hands reaching up from the inky black abyss, desperately clawing and grasping at metaphorical straws that slip and slide ... and remain forever just out of reach.
This is the stuff of nightmares.
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