Who remembers their own birth? Nobody. But I remember mine. I remember every detail of my birth and my childhood. And I can assure you: I was much happier before I was born! Life was good when I was still safely tucked inside my mother! Silence, peace, room service... Out here: noise, chaos, a bunch of thieves... I feel exiled in the world. But if there's no cure for living, at least we have the consolation of comedy
Check opening times before you travel, smaller venues and municipal galleries keep their own hours, and some close between seasons.
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