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This could be a fictional or autotheoretical piece: a series of letters from a mentor (Fardena) to a younger self, blending anecdote, theory, and instruction — like The Argonauts meets The Letters of Abelard and Heloise . mistress fardena
But the centerpiece is the gilded birdcage hanging in the corner. It is always empty. "Hope," she once told a trembling client, "is the cruelest restraint. So I removed it." mistress fardena