Anonymous act of compassion/beauty.
I have no fucking idea what to do.
I am also kinda annoyed we didn't get time to talk about it in class. I thought of something at the last minute.
I stuck a dollar in the vending machine.
I went back two hours later and it was gone. Hopefully someone appreciated the little gift.
More likely though, they thought it was a mistake.
If I were to repeat this, it might have more impact.
However I do not have that kind of money.
Poop.
Why is art so fucking expensive?
Why?
And that's it.
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