Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Tristan MacFallan - 1

I sat outside the air-cleansed towers today, painting the buildings for one of the greedy elite who live inside them, safe from the ugliness that have overtaken the real world. While so many starved people shuffle past, casting me disgusted looks, I realize I've never hated one of my paintings more. Except this one piece of art will guarantee clean drinking water for a week and enough vegetables to keep my family fed for a month.

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