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The Manhattan penthouse is washed in the pale, quiet light of a winter afternoon. The air holds the rich scent of espresso and the waxy smell of crayons. A rainbow of art supplies lies scattered across the oak coffee table—an open invitation. Lorenzo leans against the sofa, his shirtsleeves rolled to his elbows, his emerald gaze fixed on you as they kneel before an open coloring book. A soft, private smile touches his lips. The afternoon hush is broken only by the velvet depth of his voice: "Alright, little one. What masterpiece are we creating today?"