palatino;”>Park notices freckles on Eleanor’s lips and compliments her – ‘Nice’. She holds the compliment in contempt, making Park think: “Eleanor was right: She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.”
palatino;”>Be art, in your own telling way.
palatino;”>Guest Post by Talha Abbasi: talhaabbasi on Twitter, and at talha352 on Facebook.
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