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The Gallery Opening

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In this story, Nir attends a gallery opening in Tel Aviv, navigates the social performance of the art world, and finds himself more interested in one overlooked painting than in anything else in the room.

ha'ta'aruchaהַתַּעֲרוּכָהthe exhibition
niftchaנִפְתְּחָהwas opened (f)
be'shmoneבְּשְׁמוֹנֶהat eight
u'kvarוּכְבָרand already
be'shmoneבְּשְׁמוֹנֶהat eight
va'revaוָרֶבַעand a quarter
ha'chederהַחֶדֶרthe room
hayaהָיָהwas (m)
maleמָלֵאfull (m)
ba'anashimבַּאֲנָשִׁיםwith people
she'hitlabshuשֶׁהִתְלַבְּשׁוּwho got dressed
bi'kpidahבִּקְפִידָהcarefully
kdeiכְּדֵיin order to
leheira'otלְהֵירָאוֹתto appear
ke'iluכְּאִלּוּas if
loלֹאnot
hit'amzuהִתְאַמְּצוּmade an effort (pl)

The exhibition opened at eight, and already by eight fifteen the room was full of people who dressed carefully to look as if they hadn't made an effort.

nirנִירNir
lakachלָקַחtook (m)
kosכּוֹסglass
yayinיָיִןwine
me'ha'magashמֵהַמַּגָּשׁfrom the tray
shelשֶׁלof
ha'meltzarהַמֶּלְצַרthe waiter
ve'avarוְעָבַרand passed
beinבֵּיןbetween
ha'kvutzotהַקְּבוּצוֹתthe groups

Nir took a glass of wine from the waiter's tray and moved between the groups.

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