“You call that art?” Victor said as handed Officer Robbins a pretzel from his cart. “Art is like that Italian broad in the frame, Mona something.” Robbins bit into the pretzel, grateful that Victor was still peddling this late. He looked at the sculpture that Victor was referring too. It wasn’t his taste either but, still pretty in its own way. “You shouldn’t judge all art by your tastes, Victor” Robbins said, truly enjoying the freshness of his pretzel. Victor questioned “Well, whats a work of art to you?” Robbins smiled at Victor,
Written using the following prompts – Stream of Consciousness Saturday Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #115. , Friday Fictioneers prompt from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Photo credit: Roger Bultot. and finally, Fandago’s FOWC prompt https://fivedotoh.com/2019/07/20/fowc-with-fandango-grateful/
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