I feel unsettled by the incongruence of “happy” hues applied to the setting. It’s as if I’m being tricked to believe that here is a place where you can feel safe and comfortable, but behind the curtains, between the sheets, served on a tray is an uncertain place full of longing, anxiety and waiting that colors our reality in a different way.
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