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Box: i am important |
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Finally, you discover a dirty and torn little paper napkin. It is housed amongst layers of color, texture and text. The napkin speaks through the different layers asking you to question its existance. Once a mighty tree, why is the paper napkin only valued for wiping your hands or table? If the tree is precious for sustaining life, than do its by-products carry on that same value? Is a dirty disposable paper napkin, enclosed safely in a beautiful box any less precious than any other item in the same situation? What value do we place on our materials and resources in a highly disposable society? |
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