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![]() Previous PaintingNext Painting Strafford Station The day was hot, but I found a shady spot that provided the perfect viewpoint. No cars would park in front, and I readied myself for an easy day of painting. I never counted on the black ants that crawled up my paintleg, into my shoes, and across my arms and chest.
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