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I was commissioned by the client to paint a picture of his favorite picture of a nude Victorian model. While I was painting, we got approached by then newspaper. The vacant lot is right down the street from were I was staying during the time I was living in El Paso.
I was commissioned by the client to paint a picture of his favorite picture of a nude Victorian model. While I was painting, we got approached by then newspaper. The vacant lot is right down the street from were I was staying during the time I was living in El Paso.
The lot still looks the same after all these years
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some things they are not change...
Have a nice weekend with an old song from Demi Roussos
It's five o'clock
and I walk through the empty streets
thoughts fill my head
but then still
No one speaks to me
My mind takes me back
to the years that have passed me by
(interlude)
It is so hard to believe
That it's me
that I see
in the window pane
it is so hard to believe
that all this is the way
that is has to be
It's five o'click
and I walk through the empty streets
The night is my friend
And in him
I find sympathy
And so I go back to the years that have to past me by
(interlude)
It is so hard to believe
That it's me
that I see
in the window pane
it is so hard to believe
that all this is the way
that is has to be
It's five o'click
and I walk through the empty streets
The night is my friend
And in him I find sympathy
He gives, gives me day
gives me hope
and a little dream too
Thanks man.
Thanks man.
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