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August 11th, 2006 | arts, travel
That reminds me of an angel I met in Prague last summer… He was not that pretty, on the contrary he was big, hairy, wearing just white underwear and socks. He had a labeling printer in his hand and he ran after the people to stick price-tags on their arms! Absolutely crazy.
Perhaps capitalism did not suit him?
I absolutely agree with your interpretation!
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