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Zaza bent over and sniffed.
"I don't smell anything," she said.
Sssindy's blue tongue flickered.
"Old Ssshoesss!" she said. "Marvelousss!"
After visiting each of the pieces, they congratulated Tau, and then headed back to Angels' Wings.
"Bebe still doesn't understand art," Bebe said. (4/4) #wss366

"I didn't know you were an artist," David said.
Tau barked, then turned and pointed at his artworks. They were frames placed close to the ground that appeared empty.
"What kind of work is this?"
Tau ruffed.
"Olfactory Objet d'art?"
David and the Angels stared at the first empty frame. (3/4) #wss366

"Nevertheless, we'll go," Zaza said. "I'm sure you'll find it edifying."
David led the way. They arrived at the gallery and entered. No-one was there except the artist: Tau.
They ran over, squealing, and surrounded Tau, who twisted like a pretzel this way and that as they petted him. (2/4) #wss366

Sssindy and the Better Angels received personalized invitations to a new #art exhibit being offered in the Kōkyū Gallery in the Blue Zone of the Truck Stop at the Center of the Galaxy.
"It sssoundsss sssimply sssensssational!" hissed Sssindy.
"Bebe doesn't understand art," Bebe said. (1/4) #wss366

"How can you eat those!" the boy said.
"Walnuts?" his grandmother replied. "There's a trick."
"A trick?"
"Yeah," she said, cracking one open. "Here! Look!"
"What?"
"Doesn't it look like a braaaaaain!" she whispered, with an evil chuckle.
When her son got home, he pointed at the boy cackling on the back step eating walnuts.
"What's up with him?"
She just shrugged. #wss366