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Detail of a mural by Astrid Fuller & restored/reinterpreted by Bernard Williams under the Metra tracks on 57th Street in Hyde Park, Chicago (6/6/2026)

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Detail of a mural by Astrid Fuller & restored/reinterpreted by Bernard Williams approaching the Metra tracks on 57th Street in Hyde Park, Chicago (6/6/2026)

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Mural by Astrid Fuller & restored/reinterpreted by Bernard Williams under the Metra tracks on 57th Street in Hyde Park, Chicago (4/20/2019)

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BELLE TO REMEMBER / DARLENE & ASTRID — @astridfvck

It had been three weeks since Sacramento, three weeks since Darlene promised herself things would change. And yet, it quite felt like she’d moved only yesterday, and that everything was the same. She had a job now, which was fortunate, but life was life — and it weighed her down all the same. This did not change; this remained. Perhaps the one good thing was that her pieces were finally being showcased in the little gallery she worked for. This was something different.

It was different, and, for a split moment in time, it was enough. As Darlene watched the worker hang up her newest painting on the wall, a surge of pride overcame her. This was it, she told herself, this is the beginning. The smile on her face was a soft one, but it beamed. The glint in her eyes were bright. When a woman approached the newly hung painting, Darlene only perked up even more.

Without hesitation, she approached the woman who was looking up at her painting. It was probably wrong of her to ask the question she was about to, but Darlene couldn’t help herself. She asked, “Do you like it?” The answer to this could make or break her. The answer to this could tear her apart. But, as she looked up at her painting, proud and happy, she knew that it was something to be proud about either way — no matter what the woman said.