“And you wonder, Rosen, what I find so endearing about those snails I am— or rather, was— collecting”
Akiva’s several seconds of hesitation before responding made me think he was at least a little concerned now. “I see your point, Nachum, but you know how quickly decisions are made in the news industry. I don’t think my editor gave it too much thought. Besides, the picture is just breathtaking.”
“That it is,” Nachum concurred.
“You know, this is the first time I’m seeing Karsh’s work. What a genius. They say he learned Kabbalah while he worked. They say people looked at his stuff and it just blew their minds. There are stories of people who actually fainted from the impact of seeing his art. They couldn’t speak for days.”
Nachum laughed a little. “Do they say that? Interesting. Very interesting. Akiva, if you can’t tell me who sent the picture, can you at least tell me when they sent it?”
“Hang on. I’ll call my editor back.”
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