I spent last weekend in Prague. We saw castles, monuments, greasy food, and many beautiful things, but what shines brightest in my memory are the images I have of the Lennon Wall. With layer after layer of paint, raw emotion has been smeared on this wall in vibrant strokes, sprays, and scratches. It's like humanity has stood before the stone and has burst, and the entrails of their dreams, hopes, and pains have been splattered across its surface a in a wild array of color.
Here are a few select sections of the wall. A few bits and pieces of humanity in the form of words and colors.
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