Rita interacted with each individual who perused her booth and took advantage of the free alcohol samples she offered. She called each one by name, a true master at her craft, as she convinced passers-by to purchase the elixir with its powerful scent.
Meanwhile, Helen sat on the stool in front of the easel with a white, clean toilet seat hanging from clamps. “I like to paint mountain scenes live, so the onlookers can witness my brilliance in action.”
Interestingly, she made the process look fun and displayed a decent amount of talent. I leaned forward in my chair, wrinkling my nose at the smell of disinfectant coming from the toilet seats. “Next, maybe you could start doing family portraits instead of mountain scenes. It would give a whole new meaning to ‘sitting’ to have your picture p
