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This is my grandma's backyard that I visit every summer. I throw canvas here, I splatter paints, I keep my broken synths to crumble during rain. Enjoy the junk before my mom throw it away
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This is my grandma's backyard that I visit every summer. I throw canvas here, I splatter paints, I keep my broken synths to crumble during rain. Enjoy the junk before my mom throw it away