While in Vienna, hanging out in a bookstore and snapping whatever I didn't have time for in the museum, I came across this book, the last copy and abandoned, beautiful and promising, and on sale on top of everything, so I got it for Domi. It is a reprint, the original came out in 1961. It's about trading things for bigger and bigger, it's about dreaming, and, of course, there is nothing in the end, just a butterfly flying off your hand...
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