Number12's Nanofiction collection, Page 41

The Ultimate Tag


05-04-00

He stood in the darkened museum, spray can in hand, shaking it. Taking a breath, he stepped into the alarm beam guarding the Mona Lisa and quickly painted his name across her face, then off the canvas onto the wall. Chased by guards, he escaped to his studio; art critics called it "a deconstructionist masterpiece."




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