DALLA TERRA ALLA LUNA
Shit now is pretty exciting.
The irregular shape, but also the clear color, we carry on the lunar surface tormantata and invite us to fantasize about wonderful adventures in space.
Faeces, sometimes more 'clouds, hide in their capricious shapes created by the intestine as a source of inspiration that awakens the young child who is dormant in everyone.
In this urban world, where it is now 'possible to look in search of entertainment only a few skimpy slice of heaven, nature can' still be surprised in the toilet bowl, where it is still the undisputed master. Viva
feces, then, the last outpost of primitiveness, surrounded by miles of concrete.
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