A New Artwhore by Mr M
Friday, 28.09.2007A New Artwhore
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I remember the first time I went to the art gallery. Walking down the stairs, and up to the small glass entrance, I saw three women drinking coffee in their morning robes. As soon as they saw me coming, two of them quickly undressed and lay down on a table. The third woman took the tray with cups and disappeared in the back.
Entering, I hesitated to go near these bodies.