Dead head as art.

When I was a child, I dreamed of having cow heads on our property. Dad never agreed, and as a child, I always respected what Dad said, and I still do, because my personality is shaped by what Dad said. He said many times that acting is formed in that way. That's why I consider myself a good person, or maybe I'm not, but...

Walking through the meadow and the big city, I came across this dream scene, which is what I always wanted to have at home, but Dad never allowed it. He said it could be a nuisance. Here is a restaurant that has decided to put a cow head as a main decoration, a Dantean scene, but very beautiful if we want to see it up close.

So, you can see and appreciate it. I dreamed of hanging a pair, one on each side of the entrance to the house, but that was never possible. Now that I've grown up and I'm a young adult approaching adulthood, I can say I can do it now. The question is, when you're a child, you have all kinds of desires and longings, and you say you'll do it, you'll do it, you'll do it, but there's no money to do it.

Although sometimes money wasn't a measure or an impediment, because I could go to the municipal slaughterhouse and they'd throw away the heads, and they'd end up in a dump. Now that's changed. They're used to make fertilizer, the bone, the skin, the eyes, everything is used, and it's not as cheap as it used to be to just collect those heads.

What was once seen as something terrible, like a bone that could give any child fear at night, now becomes a souvenir that adorns the massive areas of the great capital of our city and becomes a highly appreciated decoration. As Dad would say, a bone in a poor house is seen as a disgrace, as something gloomy, but if you put it in an exclusive place, it becomes art, it becomes a genius idea.

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