A woman does nothing in a landscape, so the landscape loves its lips. The persistent form of violet calls the landscape into question. The lips call the woman into the landscape. Sometimes the lips believe themselves to be a chair, and the woman almost believes in this chair. A landscape mistrusts a white wall.
Lips defile a white wall as the woman negotiates.
The triple sink hides a landscape. The lips point it out. A landscape does not have an opinion on New York City. A map moves quickly, and the lips agree. The woman sides with the landscape and protects it by understanding the laws.