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COMPUTERIZED ART PORTRAIT OF AN OLD LADY BY: MR. OMAR KING 12/23/23

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ANOTHER COMPUTER ART BY: MR. OMAR KING 12/23/23

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This one needs to see the dentist for its yearly cleaning. 

COMPUTERIZED ART PIECE OF AN ANIMAL. 'HELLO, ANIMAL, HOW ARE YOU?' BY: MR. OMAR KING

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"Hello!"

COMPUTER ART PIECE BY: MR. OMAR KING 12/22/23

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Friend Fiction: A Black Hole At The Assylum Bar: Chapter #3: "Frances and Mr. Skeleton Have a Heart to Heart" By: MR. OMAR KING

  3. "Frances and Mr. Skeleton Have a Heart to Heart" When nighttime comes, and the light dims in the ward. Life wakes up and plays. Lunatics and staff and more folks in the Asylum are strapped in their rooms. Suffering through the night. Restless. Nothing to do. Just watching brownish orange lights pierced through curtains and spot the ceiling. Listening to the guards and other staff pace back and forward through the hallway. Whispering amongst each other; thinking that they are really slick for whispering; thinking that the lunatics won’t hear their conversation. Yet they do. On and on about the mundane stuff, what they had for supper; who they saw and spoke to; where they’re planning to go; where they dream to be than here in the Asylum; what movies to watch; who’s really good at flipping coke bottles. The whole nine yards. Sometimes there would be conversations of sex and other things. One in particular. Michelle and Lisa (roommates) both heard a voice; a young man; whis

Friend Fiction: A Black Hole at the Assylum Bar Chapter #2: "Buzzer" By: MR. OMAR KING

 2 "Buzzer" Inside the Ladies Bathroom, two young nurses (Rachel and Bridgette) plastering red lipstick; blue eye  shadow makeup on their fair soft faces in front of a mirror, chatting and what not. They are getting  themselves ready to go out and about to have a good time out at the bar or some other joints were young  folks hang out these days in 94'. Sometimes they like to sneak out at night and catch a concert. Or go to  the mall and grab themselves a fat cheeseburger and stuff their mouth in and drink themselves a Coke  or Pepsi: all the while sneaking out having their folks worried about them. Their lucky that they have parents  that care about them. Some of them wouldn't bother to look for their teeny. They were too occupied with  their afflictions and addictions. Sitting their behinds on the couch and watch dateline or Sally Jessy  Raphael with a can a beer in their hand. Stepping to another dimension than the one they are in right now.  Parental responsibilit