Voices behind the Wall

Voices behind the Wall

Our neighbour, a painter, was a quiet man, except on paydays. Then, the sounds from behind our wall included crashing, screaming and swearing.

But the painter also had other ways to bring colour into our life. All he had “left over” from work would be put to use to embellish our home and corridor – and none of it was gray or brown.

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