High quality art print with an excerpt from Mark Twain's Huckleberry Finn.
The complete quote is lower down this page.

MEDIUM: Fine art print (unframed)
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Choose either black with white writing or white with black writing.

About your print:
Printed on Kodak Professional Endura Premier Lustre paper with a lustre finish that is closely related to Matte with a slight sheen.
It has an archival life of 100+ years. It arrives unmatted and unframed.

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QUOTE:
"Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and maybe a spark -­ which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on the water you could see a spark or two -­ on a raft or a scow, you know; and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there, all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I judged it would have took too long to make so many. Jim said the moon could a laid them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled and was hove out of the nest.

Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something."