I dreamed of a Chinese park where people leave origami on the ground or in trees for others to encounter and appreciate; I had been seeding my four-petal paper lotuses, and particularly liked the way the metallic foil ones gleamed at night when you caught them with a flashlight. There were also intricate papercut streamers you could buy and hang
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Imagine if origami was the admission one paid to get into such a park--you must give of yourself to receive/enjoy what others have given.
Such a nifty dream.
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