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Powerfully penned, Keith. A well thought out list my friend. I thought for sure you’d say selling organs on the dark web. That was uncalled for on my part, your influence has started to rub off on me. lol. Appreciate you.
Damian
HA! That is a good on Damian. Thanks for the feedback!
Number 8 is the artist’s way. If the artwork didn’t sell you can always return to the Hannibal option.
Oh so true. Check out the movie Color Me Blood Red from 1965. It’s a trashy, early gore flick with a story line similar to what were talking about. Thanks M.E
In the crime novel The sculptor” by chris Carter, the killer does exactly what you suggest, creating art of his victims. You should send him your list. I’m sure he would be very grateful.
Your criminal mind is as adorable as your creative mind my friend!
Thank you Elke. Nice to hear from you. xxo
At the weekly neighborhood meeting, old Mrs. Duarte leaned in toward Paulo with a conspiratorial whisper. “Get rid of the evidence for good.” Paulo froze. He’d only been in charge of organizing the community bake sale for two days — what evidence could she possibly mean?
She pointed at the table behind him. There, in plain sight, sat the charred remains of what was supposed to be her famous lemon cake. “It never happened,” she said, crossing her arms. “If anyone asks, tell them the oven betrayed me.”
Paulo nodded solemnly, swept the crumbs into a napkin, and decided that some secrets were worth keeping — especially when they smelled like burnt sugar.
You’re very inspiring, my friend. Hugs.
Happy to hear this piece inspired you. Damn! Your reply is awesome! I love it! You are super creative.
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