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Epic !!
Please come and paint in New Zealand!
I live in Italy, near my village streams a little river: in summer you can cool yourself with a nap on its shady shores hidden in the woods or with a swim in its crystal water. If, instead, you feel brave you can jump from ‘The Canyon’, a long cliff overlooking the river.
One day, last summer, the river woke up and discovered that someone has disfigured is home with a rude and ugly graffiti message: ‘I LOVE YOU *’ (*I don’t remember the name of the pig).
This is the story of my river. It would be amazing if this sh*tty graffiti would be covered up………
If my story intrigued you please contact me
Peace
Andrea