Look at the cultural trajectory that we are on. Where else can we go? How much lower? At some point along the way, we became embarrassed to express a love of beauty, and aesthetics. How dare we openly express a fondness for charming decor, lovely cities and towns, an unpretentious affinity for real beauty. Something very real and very rare has died in us, a priceless cultural soul has been extinguished, and too few are mourning it. We resign ourselves to our cubes, our pure heroin iPhones, our ugly-as-sin vehicles, injecting the digital Soma, give a small part of our souls each day to the god of Convenience, and live our lives like the flies of a summer.
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