while i was in venice over the summer, i noticed the pink crocodiles. hanging delicately over balconies, on top of roofs, and dangling over the canals, they beckoned everyone with their colorful optimism.
besides being a perfect example of how people should live their lives (metaphorically, being bright pink and not caring who the fuck notices or points and laughs), the pink crocodiles are something that we need to bring into our own culture. yes... they do seem like just tourist attractions ("come to venice! we have pink crocodiles!"), but i feel that if people start to do random, almost schizophrenic, things like hanging inflatable pink crocodiles outside their bedroom window, we could be more accepting of things like graffiti and huge chalk parties on the streets.
okay, i know this is starting to ramble and not make any sense, but i just feel that the pink crocodiles represent something more than just a tourist attraction or whatever. if we all incorporated the freedom of the pink crocodiles, maybe this society wouldn't be so restrictive and we wouldn't have to worry so much.
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