Drawing today
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I took my daughter to the garden, I go back through the courtyard. I hear the scream:
The brother!
They scream to me. I started turning my head trying to understand who was screaming.
The brother!
I raise my head higher. On the balcony of the fourth floor with a naked torso and a mistaken portrait stands a man. The further dialogue:
I am what?
Brother, is it morning or evening?
I am the morning!
M – Thank you brother!