300 Bombers
Once a war is worse than the former, threats and casualties no longer matter.
It’s all about the money.
Life goes on.
The bombers fly overhead, some explodes in the distance, and every now and then a siren sounds. Radio silence.
I paint the door green and sniff paint, no glue.
A cold breeze inside.
18-3-2026
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The photo is mine
Two more coats of paint on the door and it'll look great.
Hey, I'm not saying it doesn't look good, well, maybe I am, hahaha.
I love commenting on your posts; I can be honest and smile with you.
Yes, you are saying the door doesn't look good. LOL and I say the same. What hides underneath is even worse. Indeed, two more paintings, and hopefully it won't take a week since the smell is terrible and it gives me headaches. I need two more brushes as well. The other side I will do with acrylic paint after I (the bathroom hides behind it) work on the ceiling and fix the toilet (again).
It's always good to make you smile with me.
How many layers did you paint on?
For now only two so it's not finished but at least it went way faster than the first layer. The smell is the worst ... and I have more doors. LOL
How many doors are there?