Anja strides happily though the wet streets when a treacherous gust rips he umbrella off her hands. The girl loses sight on it and then spots it, the sleek and elegant object gliding on water, heading for the drain. Anja makes a run for it but it’s useless. The umbrella disappears into the depths of the sewage system of The Wrong Side of Town. Watercolor and graphite on canvas.
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