The chipped paint of the freshly painted nails, acetone still stinging the nostrils and burning the eyes, bringing a cool sensation on the fingertips and tasting of a chemical cocktail no one has ever heard of.
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Random Reflections
De TodoOdd little assortment of writings that aren't coherent enough to be featured in my other works. Nonetheless, they are attempts at thoughtful analysis of the artistic variety. A stockpile that will continue to grow. Each chapter is unrelated to each...
