13 Aug 2022

Crowds, crunchy and quiet. In here I feel the soul of past wealth, private collections, a grimace from the security guard. The gods delight, not in you, but in witnessing your feeble attempts at communion. They will help you help yourself — you need to learn.

A woman takes a self-portrait in an old decorative mirror, in a palace with orange walls and gold trim. Candles sit in the foreground.

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