He breathes out half a laugh. "Are you saying that you don't recognize my genius? My legacy has been painted in flesh, blood, and silver nitrate." His hand raises to gesture toward the frames lining the hallway.
"I am more than capable of becoming great. I'm halfway there!" His anxiety and fear fade away as his ego bloats.
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He breathes out half a laugh. "Are you saying that you don't recognize my genius? My legacy has been painted in flesh, blood, and silver nitrate." His hand raises to gesture toward the frames lining the hallway.
"I am more than capable of becoming great. I'm halfway there!" His anxiety and fear fade away as his ego bloats.