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| "Just for a little while."
the old man begged. "Try it for a day. How's about it? I need vendors bad.
Come on and take this cart here." 'Do you think that I am going to be seen on the streets with that damaged abomination?" Ignatius asked furiously, smoothing the vendor's smock over his body. "Give me that shiny one with the white sidewall tires." From "A Confederacy of Dunces"
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These are all just for fun.
I work when I should and fiddle when I can. 'Course when you're an artist, just about everything is fun...or an obsession. |
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