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Memorable Affront

Embedded in my memory, the event of few years ago. Still I sense the mock and shabby of the comment.

As I stared upon a printed copy of a Monet, laminated and framed audaciously, I possessed confusion. Not of the string of shades or impressive lack of geometric grace, in which I would behold awe. Just what if you came upon the successor of the work, not an inch of an opaque shade, the sort of piece that would turn men gallant? Prep for a leave not - halt; what about those emotional bouts? And you now state “I am confused.”

But in effort to serve you the following scenario, listen thus: Ho ho, ha, said mother. “And she was just holding the picture and looking up and said she was confused,” so insultingly said, she did. That enough of a conviction that I have been placed wrongly in era. Alas, still remains nothing I could do to possibly mend.

 

 

 

 

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