On days off I venture around the city observing the free art; architecture and parks. I also visit galleries featuring the avant-garde and museums with some amount of history in the mix. I find myself so engrossed in the art that I forget about myself – my appearance. We unlike any other species marvel at ourselves. And yet, when we truly feel the soul and hear the voice of the piece we’re lost in – we feel inferior with our self-absorbed
obsessions.
obsessions.
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