in my early twenties i cad a kind of "epiphany" -
walking down the streets with my gf, i beheld a red Porsche - convertible Carrera2 - was right in front of us - said "now that's the car i want"
never was much after cars, Ferraris or stuff but this model had always appealed to me
she replied "which car" ??.
i said "why, THIS very nice one - "
she said "honey there s no car"
i said "WTF ??. the gorgeous red Beetle RIGHT HERE under your nose"
she said "oh THAT one... i hadn t noticed"
later on she showed me which car she really would fall for - a French R5, lots of vulgarly customs tainted windows, fins and all, cloying yellow painting and cheap stereo blasters...
it took me 10 more years to understand Subjective Reality
(i know what you'll think, but my gf WAS gorgeous)
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