I found an old paint box in the attic that reminded me of my passion for art as a teenager. Obeying a sudden whim, I set up a makeshift studio in my garage and started painting again. My work was rough at first, but I soon rediscovered my talent. When I gave the painting to my sister and she was pleasantly surprised by my talent, so from that moment on, I never forgot about my favorite business again.
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