263. Washing-Up Brush Star

Oops, late with my posts again...
While I was sitting at the fire outside a little bar in the park two nights ago with a friend, a group of women came by celebrating hen night and selling lots of crazy stuff. My friend and I had mercy with the poor Sailor Moon girl and each bought a self-made lottery ticket. That's how my friend won a dishwasher! (That is to say: she got a washing-up brush...) Looking at it, I thought I could rather easily cut a star out of those bristles. So, when I got home, I took my old brush and began cutting...

It was a bit of a mess: The bristles flew everywhere. But eventually, I got this:

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