#53. PARK VOLUNTEER LAMENT
Maybe he wanted to paint her. In chocolate. That's his thing. But she just wanted to sweep, to scoop, to help keep the Park clean. But he wouldn’t stop talking at her.
“Thank you for what you do.”
“Do you get paid to clean?”
“I guess there’s an art to cleaning up.” “I’m an artist too. I paint portraits with chocolate.”
She kept her head down, sweeping under a bench, ignoring him.
“Well ok, bye. Check out my website sometime: chocolatepainter.com.”
Pretty sure she won’t.
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