What surprises you when you walk around your neighborhood is the multitude of supposedly aesthetic artifacts, or that offer disabled, neglected or even idle beauties. All tastes and beliefs are certainly in nature, and my comment is as useless as those objects that are worthless with which we pretend to decorate the ordinary.
Already if there were real urban plans in this city, if there were a form of artistic education, a minimum of visual decorum, our streets would probably look less like abandoned amusement parks. The outside is not a closet where you stack up what’s in the way.
And the Christmas decorations are coming soon. My God, if you exist, then deliver us once and for all from this evil.