

One, Two, Three, Dance.One. They come in every week and they run their mouths, forcing the rest of us to listen. It’s not like they want any kind of reaction out of us, they just want to make sure that once in a while they are heard. That for ten minutes, they are the center of someone’s universe. It’s not like I react to them. I stopped listening years ago. For now, I just smile and nod my head, my eye twitching and the twitch matching the tapping of their fingers on the old wooden table tops, covered in crumbs and sugar, coffee stains and ashtrays. The floor consists of cigarette butts, the entire room smells of death and it’s a wonder anyone can actually sOne, Two, Three, Dance.
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btw where in Ireland are you living? I'm traveling there in September and I still don't know which region we should move around. suggestions welcome
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[...] omnia, nunc se continet atque duas tantum res anxius optat, panem et circenses.
A must add for my
Cheers,
Evan
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Mina Kviker
Cook College 2010
Rutgers University
Animal Science, Pre-Veterinary
interesting gallery you have.
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But if the world could remain within a frame Like a painting on a wall
Then I think we'd see the beauty then
We'd stand stand staring in awe at our still lives posed
like a bowl of oranges,Like a story told
By the fault-lines and the soil
and not just in the "woah, thats freaky" kinda way
I'll be back for more.
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You want a commission
Please visit my gallery you too! I'd feel very honored
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Mina Kviker
Cook College 2010
Rutgers University
Animal Science, Pre-Veterinary
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