Wednesday, March 22, 2023

3/21/23

Joe and I are working on some murals. It's in the parking lot of St.Paul's, only it's really Communist China. She's doing decorative, non-controversial paintings, and I'm doing subversive, anti-government art. They're drawings of limos. I get banned for my art. I'm pretty depressed and walk home along Grosse Pointe Blvd. It's sprinkling and there are puddles along the curb which I walk in. Diana eventually catches up with me and she tries to console me. 

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