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Thousands of hours he had spent contemplating. At first, when he considered himself a child, it had been enjoyable.
Contemplating ideas, colors, and compositions had been a joy to him.
Then, it grew stale. Contemplation became a source of his agony. It became a tiring habit.
Those emotions and that journey could be glimpsed through the eyes of the man as he stood smoking a humble pipe.
The full shot of his figure, leaning against the stone balustrade of ...
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