I can only think of myself as a conduit, a vechile, thru which some talent, some words, some greater works, so good more than myself must travel.
There are no original stories, there are no unique thoughts, but one person may be able to say or express things in a manner no one else is able. I think that this is my job.
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your job is to come visit us and help me paint!
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