We take a moment to look at details. People tend to walk too fast. Living too fast. Talking too much nonsense. With slow hands we touch a shadow play projected on a concrete wall. We take time to observe the architectural details of arum lilies. This feels as good as when a cute child smiles at you in the subway, while you're carrying groceries. As good  as when  you see an interesting building or as good as when you find yourself in a big, open field. The air is fresh. Feels good.
We look at how perfect a slice of orange really is. We tremble on the inside when we look at the apartment of Richard Gere in American Gigolo. We don't care about the plot, but did you see that vase?
We like our coffee in a cardboard colour. Coffee. Milk. No sugar. Cardboard colour. Is it wrong that we like seductive atmospheres so much?


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