THE PAINTING 0 In the village where I grew up, everyone knew an old man00 who spent all of
THE PAINTING0 In the village where I grew up, everyone knew an old man00 who spent all of his time with painting. People who lived in thevillage used to be admire his work and he often gave paintingsto friends of his. If they offered him money, he would nevertake it because he said he painted for a pleasure. He gave one ofthe paintings to my father, who actually wasn't very interestedin art. One day when I was playing, I came across from it in thebin outside our house. I have hid it in our garage where my fathercouldn't find it because I really would liked it, and then I forgotall about it. Since years later I found it again. By that time theold man had been died and people had started to recognise hispaintings as great works of art. They were now worth a lot ofmoney. An art gallery made me an offer of £5,000 for thispainting and I nearly sold it, but then I decided not to do. WhenI look at the painting held hanging on the wall of my sitting-room,it reminds to me of my childhood, and of the man who couldhave been so much rich but didn't really want to make money.(80)
0 In the village where I grew up, everyone knew an old man00 who spent all of his time with painting. People who lived in thevillage used to be admire his work and he often gave paintingsto friends of his. If they offered him money, he would nevertake it because he said he painted for a pleasure. He gave one ofthe paintings to my father, who actually wasn't very interestedin art. One day when I was playing, I came across from it in thebin outside our house. I have hid it in our garage where my fathercouldn't find it because I really would liked it, and then I forgotall about it. Since years later I found it again. By that time theold man had been died and people had started to recognise hispaintings as great works of art. They were now worth a lot ofmoney. An art gallery made me an offer of £5,000 for thispainting and I nearly sold it, but then I decided not to do. WhenI look at the painting held hanging on the wall of my sitting-room,it reminds to me of my childhood, and of the man who couldhave been so much rich but didn't really want to make money.(80)
00 who spent all of his time with painting. People who lived in thevillage used to be admire his work and he often gave paintingsto friends of his. If they offered him money, he would nevertake it because he said he painted for a pleasure. He gave one ofthe paintings to my father, who actually wasn't very interestedin art. One day when I was playing, I came across from it in thebin outside our house. I have hid it in our garage where my fathercouldn't find it because I really would liked it, and then I forgotall about it. Since years later I found it again. By that time theold man had been died and people had started to recognise hispaintings as great works of art. They were now worth a lot ofmoney. An art gallery made me an offer of £5,000 for thispainting and I nearly sold it, but then I decided not to do. WhenI look at the painting held hanging on the wall of my sitting-room,it reminds to me of my childhood, and of the man who couldhave been so much rich but didn't really want to make money.(80)
village used to be admire his work and he often gave paintingsto friends of his. If they offered him money, he would nevertake it because he said he painted for a pleasure. He gave one ofthe paintings to my father, who actually wasn't very interestedin art. One day when I was playing, I came across from it in thebin outside our house. I have hid it in our garage where my fathercouldn't find it because I really would liked it, and then I forgotall about it. Since years later I found it again. By that time theold man had been died and people had started to recognise hispaintings as great works of art. They were now worth a lot ofmoney. An art gallery made me an offer of £5,000 for thispainting and I nearly sold it, but then I decided not to do. WhenI look at the painting held hanging on the wall of my sitting-room,it reminds to me of my childhood, and of the man who couldhave been so much rich but didn't really want to make money.(80)
to friends of his. If they offered him money, he would nevertake it because he said he painted for a pleasure. He gave one ofthe paintings to my father, who actually wasn't very interestedin art. One day when I was playing, I came across from it in thebin outside our house. I have hid it in our garage where my fathercouldn't find it because I really would liked it, and then I forgotall about it. Since years later I found it again. By that time theold man had been died and people had started to recognise hispaintings as great works of art. They were now worth a lot ofmoney. An art gallery made me an offer of £5,000 for thispainting and I nearly sold it, but then I decided not to do. WhenI look at the painting held hanging on the wall of my sitting-room,it reminds to me of my childhood, and of the man who couldhave been so much rich but didn't really want to make money.(80)
take it because he said he painted for a pleasure. He gave one ofthe paintings to my father, who actually wasn't very interestedin art. One day when I was playing, I came across from it in thebin outside our house. I have hid it in our garage where my fathercouldn't find it because I really would liked it, and then I forgotall about it. Since years later I found it again. By that time theold man had been died and people had started to recognise hispaintings as great works of art. They were now worth a lot ofmoney. An art gallery made me an offer of £5,000 for thispainting and I nearly sold it, but then I decided not to do. WhenI look at the painting held hanging on the wall of my sitting-room,it reminds to me of my childhood, and of the man who couldhave been so much rich but didn't really want to make money.(80)
the paintings to my father, who actually wasn't very interestedin art. One day when I was playing, I came across from it in thebin outside our house. I have hid it in our garage where my fathercouldn't find it because I really would liked it, and then I forgotall about it. Since years later I found it again. By that time theold man had been died and people had started to recognise hispaintings as great works of art. They were now worth a lot ofmoney. An art gallery made me an offer of £5,000 for thispainting and I nearly sold it, but then I decided not to do. WhenI look at the painting held hanging on the wall of my sitting-room,it reminds to me of my childhood, and of the man who couldhave been so much rich but didn't really want to make money.(80)
in art. One day when I was playing, I came across from it in thebin outside our house. I have hid it in our garage where my fathercouldn't find it because I really would liked it, and then I forgotall about it. Since years later I found it again. By that time theold man had been died and people had started to recognise hispaintings as great works of art. They were now worth a lot ofmoney. An art gallery made me an offer of £5,000 for thispainting and I nearly sold it, but then I decided not to do. WhenI look at the painting held hanging on the wall of my sitting-room,it reminds to me of my childhood, and of the man who couldhave been so much rich but didn't really want to make money.(80)
bin outside our house. I have hid it in our garage where my fathercouldn't find it because I really would liked it, and then I forgotall about it. Since years later I found it again. By that time theold man had been died and people had started to recognise hispaintings as great works of art. They were now worth a lot ofmoney. An art gallery made me an offer of £5,000 for thispainting and I nearly sold it, but then I decided not to do. WhenI look at the painting held hanging on the wall of my sitting-room,it reminds to me of my childhood, and of the man who couldhave been so much rich but didn't really want to make money.(80)
couldn't find it because I really would liked it, and then I forgotall about it. Since years later I found it again. By that time theold man had been died and people had started to recognise hispaintings as great works of art. They were now worth a lot ofmoney. An art gallery made me an offer of £5,000 for thispainting and I nearly sold it, but then I decided not to do. WhenI look at the painting held hanging on the wall of my sitting-room,it reminds to me of my childhood, and of the man who couldhave been so much rich but didn't really want to make money.(80)
all about it. Since years later I found it again. By that time theold man had been died and people had started to recognise hispaintings as great works of art. They were now worth a lot ofmoney. An art gallery made me an offer of £5,000 for thispainting and I nearly sold it, but then I decided not to do. WhenI look at the painting held hanging on the wall of my sitting-room,it reminds to me of my childhood, and of the man who couldhave been so much rich but didn't really want to make money.(80)
old man had been died and people had started to recognise hispaintings as great works of art. They were now worth a lot ofmoney. An art gallery made me an offer of £5,000 for thispainting and I nearly sold it, but then I decided not to do. WhenI look at the painting held hanging on the wall of my sitting-room,it reminds to me of my childhood, and of the man who couldhave been so much rich but didn't really want to make money.(80)
paintings as great works of art. They were now worth a lot ofmoney. An art gallery made me an offer of £5,000 for thispainting and I nearly sold it, but then I decided not to do. WhenI look at the painting held hanging on the wall of my sitting-room,it reminds to me of my childhood, and of the man who couldhave been so much rich but didn't really want to make money.(80)
money. An art gallery made me an offer of £5,000 for thispainting and I nearly sold it, but then I decided not to do. WhenI look at the painting held hanging on the wall of my sitting-room,it reminds to me of my childhood, and of the man who couldhave been so much rich but didn't really want to make money.(80)
painting and I nearly sold it, but then I decided not to do. WhenI look at the painting held hanging on the wall of my sitting-room,it reminds to me of my childhood, and of the man who couldhave been so much rich but didn't really want to make money.(80)
I look at the painting held hanging on the wall of my sitting-room,it reminds to me of my childhood, and of the man who couldhave been so much rich but didn't really want to make money.(80)
it reminds to me of my childhood, and of the man who couldhave been so much rich but didn't really want to make money.(80)
have been so much rich but didn't really want to make money.(80)
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