This week was a milestone for me a professionally and personally. Let me give you the context on how a no-show turned me into an exhibitionist. On Thursday, I finished an intense day at work and headed over to Homerton library to set up the life drawing class for the evening. As usual, I bought refreshments, set up the podium, and chatted with the new artists who arrived to draw. My class starts at 7 p.m., but at 6:55, there was no life model. I started to worry. It happens. Two minutes before kick-off, I opened my diary and looked up the model's phone number to manage any delays and let the artists know. The phone rang and went unanswered. I dialed again, and the model answered
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