A voice called my name. It was my childhood friend Franz. He invited me up to his rather cramped artist’s studio. For a small fee he would do my portrait. I agreed and he retrieved a large board with a hole through which I should place my head. I could not stop laughing when I realised it would depict me dressed as a cavalier.
Sammiscribbles weekend writing prompt #165-The making of a masterpiece.
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Excellent, Bobby
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