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Mar 15, 2009, 4:49:34 PM
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Woman day by BenoitPaille Woman day by BenoitPaille
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HorriblyHolly Featured By Owner Jun 4, 2010  Student General Artist
And she thought, "It is days like these," by which she means the one day she finally has to visit the laundromat, "that I wish I had a maid."

That's the story. :)
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Meolin Featured By Owner May 24, 2009
She stood there bit confused. No, not confused. Dissapointed. The morning was too amazing to believe. She woke up alone, just her cat was sleeping in the basket. And now she stands in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of the world she doesn´t know and doesn´t wanna know. She has to be here, with people who don´t know Erik Satie. But that doesn´t matter. Nothing matters.
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TheMadMulatto Featured By Owner May 13, 2009
This is a transexual who spent the last coins she had on washing and drying the fantastic outfits she chose to wear to her transgender lover's apartment for the secret weekend they were planning.

When she returned to the laundry matt, she'd found all her clothes stolen. The service clerk explained it was her Catholic bible-thumping mother who stole her clothes to foil everything.

The light switch above is in the on position, but that's only the left over trace of hope indicating the transexual's plans for freedom are now ruined. Her power has been cut by a source she cannot reach either mentally or spiritually -her mother.
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xvivi49 Featured By Owner Mar 28, 2009   Photographer
As she stares on, nothing crosses her mind.
As she waits, nobody comes.
As she tries to turn off the light, her light, and walk into the light of the heavens above, she gives up and keeps waiting for a man cruel enough to turn it off for her.

My interpretation. I really see sadness and despair in this picture. I don't know why, but I do.

Great picture.
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diannediwata Featured By Owner Mar 27, 2009
This reminds me of a movie which I can't remember anymore. Anyway, I love the composition and the balance. ^_^
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videlina Featured By Owner Mar 22, 2009  Hobbyist General Artist
you've been featured here [link] :]
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Baisouzen Featured By Owner Mar 21, 2009
She stretches her arms, the day is over, and she's glad working at the laundromat is hard work. She's the last one to leave and that means she has to turn out the lights, an annoying job to do. She makes at face at the light switch hanging up there taunting the length of her arms. She walks over the the washing machines, she peers inside one of them for a second, she sees someone has forgot a single sock, she imagines if they will be frustrated in the morning about it being missing, she feels bad for the person with the missing sock, she also wonders how the sock feels, being left, if it was her she would feel so lonely. She lets her mind wander and the remembers that stupid light switch she curses it's high place on the wall to hell, then places her hands gently on the washers, she hoists herself onto one, she's afraid that one might fall over or cave in if she moves anymore, and considers getting down , but she remembers the Maytag commercial and feels better. She sits up on her knees and the washer makes a hollow sound she looks down and sighs, she's not going to fall she tells herself. She reaches forward to the light switch and flicks it down. The lights flicker off, one by one. She smiles to herself and hops off the washer. The yellow glow of steet lights are the only thing lighting the laundromat. She picks her purse off of the bench and leaves the laundromat, but she forgets to lock the door. That night someone steals all the day's earnings, which was about fourty dollars and twenty cents. The next day she is fired. She blames the light switch.
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OfAnAbsentMind Featured By Owner Mar 21, 2009
beautiful
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divisal Featured By Owner Mar 20, 2009  Hobbyist General Artist
I wash my clothes alone - just as I am.
Alone.
Just as the switch on the wall -
alone.

Since you left.
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Captivating shot, my friend.
:heart:
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host-club-lover Featured By Owner Mar 19, 2009
you need to reach the light switch, but you can't, so for the past hour you've been deeply pondering how to reach it...
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