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It was rewarding, validating, and exhausting. She was curating a museum of culture, but she wasn't sure if she was living in it.

At 7:00 AM, her balcony was not a place to drink tea; it was a set. The plastic chairs had been swapped for a rustic wooden stool she’d found at a flea market. The drying chilies—vibrant red against the peeling green paint of the wall—were not dinner preparation; they were a prop.