The Theater Apse
Now, boy, I'm leaving my work for a bit. Wash and dry the brushes - and remember, squeeze them, don't scrub. When you're done, you stay out here and watch for vandals. There's a good lad.
The mural painter creaks down his ladder and hustles off into the theater. A cheery man with the moustache strolls past. It's his third time today.
What's this, now? A new show at the Appollonian?
Yes, sir, a magical extravaganza to marvel the senses and tease the mind.
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