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Robz, 29, art is essential, rural fire fighting- applications: useful. You can find me practicing paint, re-purposing self/ found materials, scribbling slam poetry, waving my arms like a lunatic, usually with a fist full of pigment while aiming to communicate a point. devouring a book, cultivating sunflowers, challenging the world, cleaning the universe, searching for mirror neurons, or perhaps cleaning the dishes. I do not play the Trumpet. On occasion I'll Chime in with a fierce triangle. Hold the belief - skeleton leaves are epic, as are vintage fire apparatus. Bow ties are winners, beanies keep my brainwaves concave.