two weeks ago I was painting a winter scene on the front window of the flower shop. I was painting on the inside, and while filling in the snow on a branch an old man bent down to my level, on the other side of the window, and waved. He was peeking into the only clear space so I but my face up to the space on my side and waved back. He smiled
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