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about a week ago i was in NY at my grandma's. i was sitting on the couch, staring at my shoes and juggling balls that were on the floor. My mom walked into the room and asked me what i was thinking about. i said that i was thinking about aranging my shoes and the balls in different ways. i was thinking about taking black and white photos of them and then i could blow them up really big. i could then frame them and hang them up somewhere. Maybe i could become a famous artist and then sell them for millions of dollars. She walked away saying, "i'm sorry i asked".
about a week ago i was in NY at my grandma's. i was sitting on the couch, staring at my shoes and juggling balls that were on the floor. My mom walked into the room and asked me what i was thinking about. i said that i was thinking about aranging my shoes and the balls in different ways. i was thinking about taking black and white photos of them and then i could blow them up really big. i could then frame them and hang them up somewhere. Maybe i could become a famous artist and then sell them for millions of dollars. She walked away saying, "i'm sorry i asked".