Friday, 9 April 2010


I sat down next to this homme d’affaires and we both ordered veal piccata so he said to me are you an artist and I said yes and he said oh and I said you wouldn’t like it and he said I’d like to try and I said it’s messy and he said you look clean and I said thanks and he said I mean it and I said it’s messy inside my days do not have the stately port of yours and he said I see and I said you do your thing I’ll do mine and he said mmm and then he said sorry

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