Last week when I walked home, thinking how bad public transport is on Sundays, I got a glimpse into another person's life. It was a very small glimpse, and it was enough to make me smile. All I could see were the brushes and the quills through the window above me but they already told me so much about the person living there.
Please feel free to ignore the fact that all the shadows are cast in different directions. I had to go with the flow of the paint ;-)
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