I love this place.
It sums up Johannesburg for me. The beautiful inside of the gallery and the chaotic outside of the street and well, just about everything, manage to complement each perfectly. The art on the inside is given new life by the unintentional art on the outside. I can't tell where the gallery begins and ends.
I met Alfred and he decided to show me around. Isn't that nice? He also told me not to have babies yet. Noted.
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P.S. Why is my dress so creased though? My gran would have nothing good to say about me if she saw me then.