Hope dies last.

You smile in vain. This is a very serious topic. Imagine your life in an English province. Clean, full but unbearably boring. Boring and sad. And one feels that real life is somewhere nearby, but parallel. You intersect with her only when you get to London.

And you are no longer 20 or even 30. And suddenly the prince appears on a beige convertible. And you are ready for anything so that only he will take you away from these eternal old men, screaming children and fat sheep. And it does not matter that the prince is not quite real and the car is most likely rented. If only there, no matter where and with whom.

And do not forget that all this is Retro. That is, you can safely multiply all the emotions by two.

This picture is drawn by me with love. Natural oil paints on this canvas. With observance of all technological details. The key to the quality of the picture is my academic education and more than 30 years of practice.

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