1882, Pourville, Normandy. Monet paints his future stepdaughters Blanche and Marthe on the cliff edge, red parasol against the blue. Beautiful. Also impossible. Who knows these cliffs knows the rules. The friable chalk breaks without warning. The wind can push you off balance in a second. No local father lets two young women stand there. He moved them. He pulled the edge closer and handed us the vertigo. The danger you feel looking at this is the danger he invented for you.
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