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Perfect prisms on Fifth Avenue mark the boundary of Central Park. Imposing metropolitan crystals, jewels that rest on the skin of the city. Volumes, suggestions of distant journeys are transformed into visions of silver, rectangles of light, very long necklaces and earrings ... geometries that draw the boundary of the shoulders and face, mark clouds of hair, reflect looks.
Rings that tell you and make creative messages, dreams, signs of seduction and hidden shyness, melancholy and sudden flashes of madness bounce everywhere.
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