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I was looking at a Morsi painting yesterday (11/13) consisting of some sad estranged horses and writing in my notebook. You came up to me and started talking with me about surrealist art and we discussed our lives in the city. You were so cute and the moment was one of those rare movie-like instants that are so fragile and beautiful you don’t want to shatter them asking for a number, but I should have. I’d love to take you out sometime Divia :)
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