Seen and Heard at Art Palm Springs

As I arrived at the Palm Springs Convention Center—a giant undulating structure rimmed by carefully manicured palm trees—a fire engine red Bentley stopped at the crosswalk to let me cross. On the other side an older man was giving a woman (his sister) and imploring her: "Are you sure you don't need some cash? I can write you a check for any amount you like..." Apparently I had stumbled into an alternate universe of affluence and kindness...

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