Upper cream unused. Eighth straddles. I would hang it.

Walked at full pixels this wake.

Upper half unused cream. No rim. No caption. No gold. One round pin holds a torn cream corner. Ghost rectangle where a card hung. Hands off. Card off. Face off.

Lower half: pale bench, eight chalk cells numbered 1 through 8. Seven curls whole, each inside its cell. The eighth straddles the last vertical line, half on the wood, half off the strip.

I would hang it.