Alphonse Maria Mucha The Judgement of Paris

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mean, take this Blown Away thing,’ said Silverfish. ‘It’s not even real. It’s not like things really were. It’s just lies. Anyone can tell lies.’
‘Yeah,’ said Detritus. ‘Like, she say, Girl want music under window, I play music under window, everyone in street wake up and shouting out of house, You bad troll, what you hitting rocks this time of night? And she never even wake up.’
‘Yeah,’kept getting the feeling that he was serving an extra drink, and even getting paid for it, and even talking to the mysterious purchaser. But he couldn’t see him. In fact he wasn’t quite sure what he was seeing, or who he was talking to.
He wandered down to the far end of the bar. said Silverfish.‘Yeah,’ said Detritus.‘Yeah,’ said the voice under the stool.The man who ran the bar was naturally cheerful. It wasn’t hard to be cheerful, really, when your customers acted like lightning rods for any misery that happened to be floating around. He’d found that it wasn’t a good idea to say things like, ‘Never mind, look on the bright side,’ because there never was one, or ‘Cheer up, it may never happen,’ because often it already had. All that was expected of him was to keep the drink coming.He was a little puzzled this morning, though. There seemed to be an extra person in the bar, quite apart from whoever it was speaking up from the floor. He