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When I begun to draw this girl I remembered of one occurrence. Last autumn when I bused I met a family with a little child. I couldn't tear myself away from him, cause I've never seen eyes like those. His eyes were as wise as eyes of an old clever man. I've never seen anything like that before. I didn't know what to do, so i were just sitting there, staring stupidly at him all the way to the university.

Я люблю детей. Я понимаю их лучше, чем взрослых. Может быть потому что я сама еще не особенно выросла. Что-то тут от Сайлент Хилл . Ну и лавры Лиззи Джон не дают мне покоя.