Picture by demiurge
I was only ten years old when I accidentally stumbled across an artist who looked too rich to actually be one and too arrogant to actually see something further from the tip of his nose, however, when he passed by with his huge bodyguards obscuring the sun, he stopped. I was sitting on a dirty cardboard trying to entertain myself by drawing people around me.
No school would take me in without a tuitions fee, which we couldn't afford, and public schools, as my mother said, was a waste of my time as I would be better off working for money than spending it. She thought I had no destiny other than being here on the streets, sitting next to her and looking miserable, so people would pay.
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