..as beautiful as the strong atavistic bonds between man and the earth, deep, cosmic, simply -
beautiful.
''The police find them, together, the two of them, in the first flare of twilight, completely naked, painting long phallusoid candles on the wall with yellow paint, the sickly colour of tuberculosis.
Enough fucking around, say the policemen.
Amedeo Modigliani drops his paintbrush, turns and looks blatantly at the gentleman with moustaches.
Get ready, they say.
Ten minutes later, he sets off down the dark stairway, treading slowly, at an almost funereal pace, accompanied by the tense gentlemen with moustaches.''
Ambers jagged edges come clean.
They remain, as yet, unseen.
''A beautiful bird
came to them
and said -
UNATTAINABLE
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