When i snuck up into the secret hiding space, i got a shock.
The presses were gone.
Having done some exploration, i found that they've shifted to where the masters student's studios were.
I carried my loot(along with cracked acrylic sheet, basket filled with drypoint needs, a stack of used newsprint...) all the way from one end of the huge studio to the other, passed Josie(who happened to be nearly dozing off from reading his book) and placed the stuff down.
I set up the press to be used, but it was never fufilled its function. For Josie was hungry after his nap and we had to leave for his house, and then to the supermarket.
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