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Don't know much about painting but I like photography.

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Has photography surpassed the painting?

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>>15279366
>https://youtube.com/watch?v=bHw4MMEnmpc
this is the most shitty and uninformed documentary i have seen i a while, peak boomer content.
but i agree with him on the absolute sorry state of architecture. but brutalism was based.

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>>15085527
there is beauty in pessoa-esque melancholic self destructive dreaming but a bugman wouldn't get it

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George hoisted me up by the back of my head, every tendril searing at my scalp. Pulled to my feet, I looked my captor in his face, the old man now appearing enlivened by rage. In his fury his age reversed; color restored to the grey man and his grey hair; his creased and spotted skin washed a pure rose pigment, every machination of his mind alive. I stood cold and unresponsive as the man stepped closer, his face an inch from mine, close enough to feel the warmth of the blood pooling behind the surface. At the breaking point, the man lunged at my throat and grabbed it with both hands, squeezing every feature of his face toward its center. As I struggled for breath, I studied the man who, after all these years, finally held a license to erupt and let everything about him out in one heroic burst. The braided passions of the boy, the man, and the father all together in a single outpouring of madness; a last stand against the jealousy of time.

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>>10859026
thank u!

>>10855035
i don't know what you're referring to, im afraid.

what's on my mind:
this is the first poem ive written of my own volition. i might anonymously post it in my STEM course's groupchat. sometimes people post erotica reworded with nerd references, so i don't think it's much of a leap to make.

i no longer have a crush on the girl. i don't know if that is a good thing. (her name is not polly)

ive recently realised that, for my gender, I am abnormally high in neuroticism

i started a short story high and i think it's pretty good

i am an only child, so my parents can't disown me if they find out i smoke. otherwise, they would

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Here, do me.

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