Even if you are not a very active traveler, you have already visited dozens of museums in your past. If not to dissemble, then all these pictures with ugly aunts in crinolines, identical shards, pieces of columns, portraits of uncles with stupid collars have long merged into a motley incomprehensible spot. You have long forgotten the names of the masters, the era when these masters worked, styles, schools, orders. And when you arrive in a new city, you go to the next museum rather out of habit. Because it's necessary.→
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