"...i was awashed with regret when i destroyed the painting. it hung on the foyer wall for five years. it was the very first one i got to finish when we moved to rancho. starting over within a moroccan townhouse, with arched doors and walkways was inspiration enough. tall bamboo rustling in midday, firetress shedding plush red blossoms in the summer. and then life happened, we couldn't do away with the drama. we all had to grow up. i slashed the canvass, smashed the frame in front of him. he disowned me. i disowned him..."
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