Yesterday I was chillaxing at the MET. Whenever I go to the MET, I can never finish a drawing. Something crazy usually happens. Someone would stand over me as I draw then start talking to me about something completely irrelevant to what I am doing and I pretend to care, sometimes I get invested in the conversation and I may care a little
bit. I usually draw 'til the guards remove me.
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