Paradise: Never Was
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2 min readMar 26, 2021
“So you paint?” He asks. His smirk sharply piercing the stillness of the studio.
“How did you…”
“Do you paint?” He interrupts.
“Yes,” I answer.
“Well, I pay.”
“What do you want me to paint, sir?” I ask.
“My love.” He declares.
