My favourite so far (Fuori Salone): Cuteness, when it's small and nostalgic, you can't help but be enchanted by it's quaintness. The saddest part was when I returned only after an hour it was destroyed....You bastards, free art can't even be appreciated or respected. My fists wave bitterly unto yee insolent heathens I fart in your general direction.
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