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Unusual Beauty I saw him years ago at my local gift shop, when I took a brief excursion from soul-crunching work at the office. A figurine of a black man, falling asleep on his sofa while watching TV. His popcorn spilled. Can’t remember if he drools too… He is not “neat.” But there is unmistaken beauty in his sloppiness. A carefreeness that warms my heart. So relaxed. So comfortable. So honest.
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Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 3:26 PM UTC
Unusual Beauty
Unusual Beauty I saw him years ago at my local gift shop, when I took a brief excursion from soul-crunching work at the office. A figurine of a black man, falling asleep on his sofa while watching TV. His popcorn spilled. Can’t remember if he drools too… He is not “neat.” But there is unmistaken beauty in his sloppiness. A carefreeness that warms my heart. So relaxed. So comfortable. So honest.
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Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 3:26 PM UTC
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