sus
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i don’t have a word for this but I have a distinct memory of it happening with art- the first time I went to the Institute of Contemporary Art in Boston (i was young, maybe high school freshman?) I was walking through all the exhibits and having my mind blown because I didn’t realize you could do that sort of stuff with art. Then I turned a corner to what I thought was going to be another exhibit but was actually a place to view the harbor, and everything looked completely different and magical. I probably spent 5 minutes just staring at those floating orange things they use to keep waste runoff contained