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Pablo Picasso, I can see how you sometimes had a difficult time. Relationships are hard. A woman is art in itself. The beautiness and difference in each of them. One picks out. One is always THE ONE. The sleeckness of the body. The defined features, the curiousness of that woman made you even more drawn to her. What did she have, the others did not have? They are almost in the background. The beauty of her attrackts you. You love her, even though there are others. Other woman, other faces. Wifes, lovers, and muses…. all so different, yet unique like sugar and spice.