Is This a Poem?
I went back to my drink and prepared to pout when I noticed her grinning, and like a stream of internet porn, her smile was endless.
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He had stepped back, and then forward, squinting carefully to discern different brushstrokes. By changing his perspective, he hoped to find the trick that revealed each piece’s significance. The inhumanly smooth paint told him nothing.
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