Mirna worked fervently. For entire weeks her colleagues quietly observed how her colored dress grew and grew everytime she added more and more fabric. And when she dyed the new pieces all the hues and shadows blended hypnotically. No one dared to speak a word to her. They remembered too well the ice cream episode. When Mirna finished and busily unravelled her creation on the city tops she never knew she was delivering their first rainbow in generations. Watercolor and graphite on canvas.
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The Endless Speech
