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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