Jul 21, 2020
5 min read
Picasso and Gager
She shat one me! I proposed to her and she shat on me!
If Picasso was walking down Vesterbro and saw Susanna, their eyes would meet.
Susanna would hold his gaze for a short while and he would continue strolling, slower than a retiree. In modern days he was wearing a down jacket in the style of old newcomers. His head was merely a jar to contain the grand eyes.
