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Submitted to Contest #292
Francis sighed as he cracked open the door to his humble art studio. It was quaint in size but had a large reputation. It wasn’t the reputation he had longed for since boyhood, but it was what he had inherited an art restoration studio. His father, his father’s father, and probably his father before him had restored art. Never artists themselves. Only restoring what once had been. Francis often imagined the ghosts of the artists mocking him for studying their small brushstrokes for hours to make even the tiniest of details new again, instead...
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