I was here, but me, and myself were nowhere to be found. I left this note in case one of them drops in, so they can know where I was.
The I here, resembles the roman numeral two, lending a bit of uncertainty as to whether this particular I has multiple personalities, or just thinks highly of itself enough to warrant the accenting. Accented with a somewhat lopsided, three-dimensional star, meticulously etched into the stall wall with a small implement of some sort, this piece bears proof of the artist's patience, as well as her devotion to her art.
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