This was a proud day in the life of modern art. This exhibition would prove that the machine could not conquer man. _The Cimabue Gallery was the last stronghold of nostalgia--expensive nostalgia. Apart for the robot attendants--unfortunately necessary, the times being what they were--there was practically nothing machine-made about the Gallery, dedicated as it was to being more than a mere commercial venture. Evelyn E. Smith returns to these pages with a gently ironic story of men and dreams--the day after tomorrow...._…
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