Klodia sneaks silently into Lavinia´s place, wondering what became of the rooftop singer she loves so much. In the moonnlit rooms she sees a pair of placid-looking strappy sandals. Her own feet hurt impossibly imprisioned inside her high stilettos, without thinking, she takes the sandals leaving there her crippling footwear. Graphite and silverpoint on canvas.
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The Kidnapping of The Strappy Sandals
