has been for sale for some time, as you have seen. The maintenance and ongoing development to keep our non-profit and idealistic platform for contemporary art running and safe from hackers etc. costs money that is no longer there. Because of small investments that are necessary now and the running costs, we will have to shut down with a heavy heart at the beginning of summer on June 21.
Que serait la peinture sans la femme,et que serait la femme sans la peinture?
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Le chat d'Aurore
La réveille quand elle dort
Se frotte à elle la mords
Elle l'adore
Elle le caresse
Comme jamais maîtresse
N'a caressé amant
Calmement longuement
Et il ronronne
Se pelotonne
Contre elle
Et contre lui elle
Cest le parfait amour
Qui se donne en retour
Et je suis jaloux
De ce sale matou.
Aurore's cat
Wakes her when she sleeps
Rubs itself to her, bite her
She adore him
She caresses him
As never mistress
Caressed lover
Calmly for a long time
And he hums
Curls up
In closer of her
And in closer of him she
It is the perfect love
Which gives itself in return
And I am jealous
Of this nasty tomcat.
