I was sitting on the porch in front of my workshop enjoying the sun, when suddenly an unpleasant figure threw shadow over my calm day. You were walking down the street in your long dress covered with paint spots. In your hands you were carrying bags filled with art supplies and you were swaying in a rush towards the workshop of that bastard Leonardo. Your defiance and sassiness is always infuriating, how I wish I can erase that smug grin of yours!
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