In An Empty Studio. 

Black and white paint the walls 

On all fours 

Lights hang from newly sculpted ceilings 

Their brightness bleeding 

Tables and chairs decorated in monochrome 

Standing all alone 

And I, sitting with my back against the street 

Waiting to greet 

The strangers with their curiosity pulling them through the door 

Begging for more. 

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