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A gray, melancholic world, and in it a lonely figure sitting on the floor, holding a human skull in long fingers like a mirror of his own fate. The eyes are large, tired, full of quiet knowledge; the body elongated, almost bony, but still alive. The golden arch in the background adds a hint of light and warmth, as if even in darkness there exists hope or an ironic smile of fate. The brushstrokes are rough, textured, almost sculptural: you feel the weight of thoughts, the closeness of death and yet the desire to live. This work strikes you deeply: p