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5.9.07

a billion

A billion blades of grass and all it ever occurs to me to do is lie in it, sit on it, and whistle. Well that just won't cut it anymore. If you're too scared to call yourself an artist, it's probably because you aren't one! You're a human being. And human beings can be all sorts of things can't they? A billion human beings and all it ever occurs to me to do is be an artist.

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