The one with the balls I got at MOMA in San Francisco and the one with the violets I got from my grandmother Elsa. She has a box of cards, just like me. Or: me like her. Of course I got the "collecting cards from museums" from her. And I did not steal the card from her box, she let me have the ones I liked. Just like grandmothers are supposed to do!


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