Those eyes make quite an impact. I am reminded of a vintage portrait that hung in an old apartment. I was living in a mansion built in 1850 that had been converted into furnished apartments. The portrait, which was drawn, was of a little boy who seemed to be wearing slightly tattered clothing. His eyes always looked so sad to me. I miss that picture, but luckily I have photographs of it so that I can still say hello to him.
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