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A place of secrets. old man sitting on a bench. Lonely woman lost in Monet’s lillies, wishing she was on the bridge about to jump into the lake of blue purple streaks dashing light playing across stretched canvas, it’s not real, but still we all dream of living in the frame.

That is what I wrote on oneword.com today. They give you a word and you have sixty seconds to write whatever pops into your head. The word this morning was gallery.