He painted his mother’s hands, the way they looked while kneading bread on a Sunday morning. He painted the scar on his dog’s ear. He painted the ugly, beautiful mess of his own kitchen table.
He submitted it. Greer replied in seven seconds: “Who did you sell your soul to? This is genius.”
Leo clicked.
He painted his mother’s hands, the way they looked while kneading bread on a Sunday morning. He painted the scar on his dog’s ear. He painted the ugly, beautiful mess of his own kitchen table.
He submitted it. Greer replied in seven seconds: “Who did you sell your soul to? This is genius.”
Leo clicked.
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