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Scene 1
A Dream. Hope. A Conversation.
Teeming with ideas and bursting with joy, you sat at the drawing board and sketched an image. It was a massive mural, with rowing meadows, golden wheat fields, blue skies, sheep gazing and a cottage in the distance. It was about inspiring peace, you said. The Client smiled, nodding, eyes glowing. "It's about inspiring Peace!" they proclaimed loudly and proudly to their fellows. "It's about Peace!" says The Client, ushering people to the drawing board. Someone leans over and whispers into your ear, "Thank you for keeping the dream alive."
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Scene 2
You sit at the drawing board and picked up your brush, eager to start. Inspired. But as you dipped your brush into the water bucket, a quick slap to your hand. In surprise, you dropped your brush and look up to see The Client. "It's too expensive. We can't afford to pay you that much, also, we need to cut budget. We can't buy that much paint. Maybe don't paint the clouds."
You blushed, hands still smarting from the slap, and told yourself to understand. Money is an issue, you will understand. It is reality. You saw a portion off the canvas to save on cost, pick up the brush again, and start painting the dark blue, cloudless skies.
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Scene 3
You reach out for the paint bottle, to mix the perfect hue of golden yellows and vibrant orange, to paint the wheat fields into prosperity. A quick sharp slap across your face. Surprised, you fell backwards and looked up to see The Client. "We need to cut production costs. We wouldn't cut your fee because you think of are of that value, but we need to cut production costs. What will you offer me?"
It's a money issue. Money is an issue. You will understand right? You hang your head, without pride or dignity left, you offer the golden paints. The fields will be brown instead.
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Scene 4
You squat by the drawing board, stripped and quivering. The Client approaches, "They offered us money! They're very very important people with a lot of money. You must paint their favourite nine-legged octopus somewhere."
You understand right? We need money. It's the reality.
"Cut the production cost."
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Scene 5
You stand before the painting, sliced in half, fields of brown mud, dried wheat, a sheep standing naked next to a nine-legged octopus, the skies a cloudless flat menacing grey.
It's about inspiring Peace, right?
It's reality, right?
It's a money issue.
You understand right?
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Scene 1
A Dream. Hope. A Conversation.
Teeming with ideas and bursting with joy, you sat at the drawing board and sketched an image. It was a massive mural, with rowing meadows, golden wheat fields, blue skies, sheep gazing and a cottage in the distance. It was about inspiring peace, you said. The Client smiled, nodding, eyes glowing. "It's about inspiring Peace!" they proclaimed loudly and proudly to their fellows. "It's about Peace!" says The Client, ushering people to the drawing board. Someone leans over and whispers into your ear, "Thank you for keeping the dream alive."
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Scene 2
You sit at the drawing board and picked up your brush, eager to start. Inspired. But as you dipped your brush into the water bucket, a quick slap to your hand. In surprise, you dropped your brush and look up to see The Client. "It's too expensive. We can't afford to pay you that much, also, we need to cut budget. We can't buy that much paint. Maybe don't paint the clouds."
You blushed, hands still smarting from the slap, and told yourself to understand. Money is an issue, you will understand. It is reality. You saw a portion off the canvas to save on cost, pick up the brush again, and start painting the dark blue, cloudless skies.
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Scene 3
You reach out for the paint bottle, to mix the perfect hue of golden yellows and vibrant orange, to paint the wheat fields into prosperity. A quick sharp slap across your face. Surprised, you fell backwards and looked up to see The Client. "We need to cut production costs. We wouldn't cut your fee because you think of are of that value, but we need to cut production costs. What will you offer me?"
It's a money issue. Money is an issue. You will understand right? You hang your head, without pride or dignity left, you offer the golden paints. The fields will be brown instead.
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Scene 4
You squat by the drawing board, stripped and quivering. The Client approaches, "They offered us money! They're very very important people with a lot of money. You must paint their favourite nine-legged octopus somewhere."
You understand right? We need money. It's the reality.
"Cut the production cost."
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Scene 5
You stand before the painting, sliced in half, fields of brown mud, dried wheat, a sheep standing naked next to a nine-legged octopus, the skies a cloudless flat menacing grey.
It's about inspiring Peace, right?
It's reality, right?
It's a money issue.
You understand right?
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