How commercial art led me back to Marlboro Golds

How commercial art led me back to Marlboro Golds

A slightly older woman appeared before me, the experience felt semi-spiritual in that she seemed to arrive with no warning, a burning bush that set itself alight in front of my very eyes. She was everything you want a person to be, open, friendly, and she appeared to be genuinely interested in some of the paintings I was showing. This came right in the middle of the evening when the crowd is not sure whether it is coming or going, are they drinking their complimentary free drink or placing it down and agreeing to all leave on mass and drink something proper and abandon the artists as a form of protest?

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