three: my brushes

At art school one of these brushes was left behind by an older man who was learning to paint before he retired.

It was in his locker after he had left the school.

He told me: "make sure you travel when you are young. It is my only regret, not traveling."

	At art school one of these brushes was left behind by an older man who was learning to paint before he retired. It was in his locker after he had left the school. He told me: "make sure you travel when you are young. It is my only regret, not traveling."
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