Jacob Lawrence, Dreams No. 3 -- Toreador (1966)

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December 24, 2006:

In the forest, Native Americans sleep in four-poster beds, scattered, like bears hibernating, beneath a canopy of falling gold and green leaves. Suddenly your lover turns and runs. Running, fearful, confused, you follow. "Why did you leave me? What did you see?" "Nothing, no reason. I just needed to go to the bathroom."

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