Inescapable
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Last published Tue, Apr 28, 2020
Being an artist doesn't mean you always see colors everywhere and everytime. Just like Adrasteia Fuentes who is an art student, she'd always seen the world in plain black and white.
Not until she met some people who will teach her to see the hue of life through her own perspective.
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