Noah and the Ark

I ran out of canvases so I found a 30+ year-old paint-by-number in the closet and decided to give it a shot. I think my mom bought this for my younger brother when he was in rehabilitation from a traumatic brain injury and was trying to relearn his fine motor skills.

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