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auctions hurt me arantxa iturbe   I still remember the way he stared at my leg. And what he said after being silent for a long spell too. Gaping with admiration. �I�ve never so far seen such a beautiful work of art�. I won�t deny it. I felt proud. But I was used to that too. Once they saw my leg nobody left home the same way they had come in.
I didn�t show to anyone, though. Few have been that lucky. I remember he said �Lastima� when I told him about it. Maybe, it should convenient to have such a beautiful thing available for everyone�s pleasure. And he wouldn�t give up until I would allow him to see it. He had to come everyday for that reason. As it was said he did. And I let it And finally, on the first day he didn�t ask, I showed it to him. �I�ve never ever seen such a beautiful work of art� he said as I immediately said �see it all right, but touch it not.�At that time, however, I didn�t have the slightest idea. I had heard someone but couldn�t believe what someone else�s words seemed to prove. And then one day. Same as the rest. He didn�t show up. I�ve tried to explain to my attorney needless evidence. The leg is mine. And I�ve been so straightforward and he still doesn�t seem to understand. And if he has understood he doesn�t seem to show it anyway. He has mentioned the auction-house. He says the auctioneers seem to have shown him all the papers. The papers prove that the owner of the leg is the artist. And that I have to prove that the leg is mine. I have also mentioned that I can recognize the brand of depilatory used. He has answered that that is not difficult to know. Anyone in a beauty parlor could guess right away. I have decided to look for another attorney-at-law.

We often lack the knowledge of where our limits lie. I never thought I could feel like going to the auction but finally I myself have headed for the auction-house. To inquire when the auction will take place. A nice lady has helped me. Next week. And that they are expecting a lot of people for there is a unique and worthy piece of art. I know what she means. No. They don�t have a start price yet. They are negotiating with the artist. Yes. It�s open. Anyone can take part. �The owner of the piece as well�? I have inquired with a smile. She has smiled too. �It would be the first time, but you know, we�ve seen many a funny thing here before. If the owner himself is ready to pay for it, why not�? It�s started at 3,000 Euro. It was gorgeous, depilatory just applied, finely cut nails, painted in black, swimming in blue water. It�s painful to see far in the distance something that has been so close in a special room at home for years. Really painful, starting in the thigh. The possible buyers have been bidding up non-stop. I notice that it�s reached 24,000. Suddenly, I have stood up and I have said it is mine. That they robbed me of it. Then, what I had never done before I have done. In front of all those strange people I have put up my skirt. Everybody has started laughing. I have a missing leg. It is the piece of art being auctioned.
The artist-robber knew what I was saying. It was my leg. The work of art itself.