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From our networks: West Bund Art & Design returns to Shanghai, November 13-16, 2025, for its 12th edition, gathering 200+ galleries, institutions, and partners.⁠
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• Study participants were more likely to agree or disagree with a statement after seeing evidence that the belief was more popular than they had expected it to be.
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🎨 Embracing creativity in every stroke! Art is a language that speaks to the soul, evoking emotions and inspiring change. Let's celebrate the beauty of imagination that connects us all! #Art #Creativity #Inspiration

Follow The Map

I'll run away when I'm 17
My future, I've already seen
I see you and some grief
Lets grow old on the western coast
You is what I've always needed most
These times have got the best of you

CHORUS: I've grown so cold
Goodbye to pain, goodbye to love
I've lost all the feeling
This sea-salt air has overtaken my soul
Let it overtake you too

I've won all the wars that I need
And kept promises that I could keep
So this time, I have to leave
I'm dreaming, I can't fall asleep
My minds on fire
I lay restless, and tired
Have you ever imagined a new life
It's your choice, you have a second time
I hope you think more then just twice

CHORUS x 2

All of this is left unreal
Written down as a failure I feel
I made my move, I went in for the kill
I'm left bloody, and wide-open
My tears are leaving my eyes out of focus
We could live life the way we want
Goodbye, I'm sorry I've been so blunt

CHORUS x 2

I'll run away when I'm 17
I'll leave you when I'm 17

CHORUS x 1

Tangerine Reflection

Exoskeletal waste
      peeled off in sickening
                        stretches of torn
       bone marrow ripping.

T
O
 S           aside as
  S           rubbish.
   E
    D

Rummage through file cabinets of
                        trials,habits,love
                      and
all the other trivial things
  we can't breath without.

Sticky soul penetrated by a
      roaming finger.
                   Lingering aftertaste.
                        Smash the case
                         and open up
                           my mind

or don't.

Who cares either way?

Pulp sculpted into a car wreck victim's
heart,beating in a soggy pile.

Terrains of orange like the
straining morning trying to invade the horizon again.

Adjust the tint knob.
Life is green.
                And always moreso on the other side
                                    of discovery.

Rubbery shrapnel.
            Apples to oranges is the equation of my existence.

Armor annihilated and discarded.
Amour,why?These flakes span our parted
                                ways
                             my melting
                                dove.

Follow The Map

I'll run away when I'm 17
My future, I've already seen
I see you and some grief
Lets grow old on the western coast
You is what I've always needed most
These times have got the best of you

CHORUS: I've grown so cold
Goodbye to pain, goodbye to love
I've lost all the feeling
This sea-salt air has overtaken my soul
Let it overtake you too

I've won all the wars that I need
And kept promises that I could keep
So this time, I have to leave
I'm dreaming, I can't fall asleep
My minds on fire
I lay restless, and tired
Have you ever imagined a new life
It's your choice, you have a second time
I hope you think more then just twice

CHORUS x 2

All of this is left unreal
Written down as a failure I feel
I made my move, I went in for the kill
I'm left bloody, and wide-open
My tears are leaving my eyes out of focus
We could live life the way we want
Goodbye, I'm sorry I've been so blunt

CHORUS x 2

I'll run away when I'm 17
I'll leave you when I'm 17

CHORUS x 1

Ariana Grande on “Wicked: For Good” and how Act 2 of the Broadway show was reworked to give her a bigger arc in the film. She also talks about music and alludes to her break with manager Scooter Braun: “Said with love, but that was a piece.” https://t.co/VeZIMl23w2

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The traveling exhibition, "Native America: In Translation," celebrating Native American photography is continuing its nationwide run. https://t.co/21W9llCh0Z

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