I’m having large qualms about being institutionalized right now. This is the fifteenth year out of nineteen. My brain is a product of New York State Federal Schooling Regulations. My paintings are being cranked out for weekly six-hour critiques of a screaming man who tells me that my craft was a waste of his wall space. I do not belive him, but I
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leave and do something fun.
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