In Chicago from 1991-1992, I tried to run for exercise on a regular basis. We lived about six blocks from Lake Michigan, so that was my course; over to the lake, then along the shore for a mile or so, then back. On one of my runs two men sped by me. I thought to myself, "How great, they're racing each other". Well of course, this wasn't the case. The leading man had stolen the chasing man's wallet and and the chasing man was trying to retrieve it. I came home from my run to paint this painting.
Love it Holly
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