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The bane of modern life: the damn master password that you have to change every couple of months and you can't use anything that even closely resembles the five previous passwords. And then you wonder why people write down their passwords down and put them under the keyboard! At least they're only asking me to change the master password... the other three passwords required for work can forever be the same, or so I hope. The other thing I hate is phone numbers, I only remember one phone number and that is the home land line which hasn't changed for years and which was the one phone number to remember because back in the day we didn't have cellphones for everything. I actually don't even know my cell phone number, it's written on the back of the phone. I do know pi to a ridiculous decimal place though. Speaking of modern things, if you want to see some modern art (like the one above), there are funky statues in Tuileries. Unless they've already taken them down, I can never remember the end dates of things. |
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That statue looks like a stocking blowing in the wind. :p
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The bottom of that statue is actually made up of mangled shopping carts and I have yet to fully understand the meaning. But hey, it's always fun to see this kind of stuff among the classic statues in Tuileries!
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Shopping carts, you say? Perhaps a commentary of consumerism versus how the exact same shopping item becomes homes for the fringes of society.
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