Experiencing life as art. I can sit in my sparse room for hours admiring the aesthetic beauty of a small pile of my folded clothes on the wooden floor, new gray boots against a stark wall with a seemingly-ancient painted iron vent, a single chair in the airy living room with a view, the humorous absurdity of the garish and thick red curtains in a
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