The dirty old hippie pulled an old little red wagon. In the wagon was a weird painting that at first looked like nothing but green glow-in-the-dark paint but when you looked straight into it, like one of those magic eye pictures, you could see things. But unlike the magic eye pictures which have one hidden image this one had many layers and everyone who looked at it saw something different. The hippie said I could have it for the forty dollars he needed to buy heroin. I gave him the forty dollars. The painting hangs on my living room wall.