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... dream, I sit blankly on a rock sofa.
Lea was next to me, but I was deep in thought, so she sat quietly without disturbing my contemplations.
Monet had said a lot to me.
He talked about the direction of my life, but also gave me words that are immediately helpful.
"Why do you paint nature, sir? Aren't you able to move people with your work, even if you paint in the studio?"
"Flowers, you see. They're more beautiful in nature, among the grass, trees, wind, ...
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