

...So - this is what I dreamed the night before: Every centimeter of the old floor was covered with my grandmother's precious Persian carpets. The consultants were very non-collaborative and most refused to participate. They just hanged around - blasé - drinking wine and spilling on the carpet. The few - around six people - who actually painted spilled paint on the Persian carpets and walked around in it rubbing it in...
But of course my dream didn't come true. After a little hesitated start the consultants painted like pros. The photo's above are from that night.
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