That time I touched a Monet painting

I’m hoping I won’t get arrested or snubbed by the art world for fessing up to this,  so I would like to stress before I get started that this was a TOTAL ACCIDENT and also occurred when I was 11.

It all started when my class went on a school excursion to the art gallery about 2 months earlier. I was one of those goody goody kids who never did anything wrong and got good marks and helped the teacher and all of those boring things. We did a tour of the gallery and I stood near the front and listened attentively and even tried my hardest not to giggle at the paintings with boobs in them.

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