The painting looked at her longingly, hoping she would feel the same. She did, paying $765,000 for her and putting her over her couch so they could watch TV together.
The portrait sat there for years but the serpent was a good singer so she didn’t mind.
The metal sculpture was always hoping for visitors but was usually alone because of the volcano.
The dream recognized his recent lover but took no responsibility, blaming the image and deed for her condition.
The ancient sculpture spontaneously started crying oil paint of various colors from every minute crack and became a pilgrimage spot for all true artists from everywhere.
The sculpture enjoyed blocking the view of the nude since she was jealous of her having a body.
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