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| Time Remains |
Everyone stood, side by side meekly. Four generations. The photographer tried his best, but no one smiled. Back in his studio, he decided to reinterpret the concept of a family portrait. The grandmother's face looking like a flowerpot, no top of the head, chopped horizontally above the nose, twigs around it (each twig representing a family member). At the last minute, he added, "We are all a part of this mess." Why? No idea why he did it. He's still waiting to be paid. The photo, however, was sold for a million to a multi-millionaire. Nothing happens by pure chance.
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