by Julie K., 15
“It’s a photograph … of some orange peels … on … is that a red shelf?” she cocked one eyebrow and peered over at him.
“No it’s …” he feigned a laugh and looked at his feet as if to say, how could she not know?
“It really just represents the beauty in the mundane.”
“It’s a nice concept, Jeremy, but it’s a picture of orange peels … on a red shelf.” She stared up at him with confusion, wondering, how did he sell this to a museum for real human currency?