Posts Tagged: art

06.51
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

06.51
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

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06.42
Welcome home, said the Automaton. Kristen, Gaia’s mom, had left a spinach and ricotta tart in the oven and a note. I’ll be home late. Lots of kisses, Kristen.
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