Let's make some cheap poetry here:"Music of the future
Music of the past
When it's time for tea
One listens to the best
One likes this
One picks up that
Slow-fast-boring-nifty
One two three...
This rhythm is good for me."
This means that illustration and poetry don't always match and sometimes, rather than doing something one was not born to do, it's probably better to go and take a shower.
One more illustration for Anadema, supercoifferurs in Milano. Will they ever forgive?
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