exploration of making sense of things thru ART, meaning, visual pollution, language, and whatever else hits a nerve or gives me goosebumps.
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"Love is kinda like, you know when you see a fog in the morning when you wake up before the sun comes out. It’s just there a little while and then it burns away. Quickly. Love is a fog that burns with the first daylight of reality."
