As Jude walked those paths, with his right hand in his pocket and his left, behind his head. He remembered last night.... His father had just slammed the door in his face sending him away, he never wanted a sterotype life. Jude wanted to live his life, he loved art but his father sent him to college to become a doctor, and so, He left school and followed his he(art). And as he stood, he caressed his hair with little in his pocket, He was lost but he kept walking, He trusted his instincts. It didn't matter much because art found him..... For he loved his art!
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