Julia’s legs led her to a woman who was painting a flower. She watched her for a few minutes, until her hands told her to draw, right there, the woman and the flower on her notebook. She returned home hungry just before dark.



About Marco

My name is Marco, I am an entrepreneur in the financial industry, a graphic artist and a lover of the urban landscape. You can tweet me @helobiae

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