“Sometimes I go up close, and sometimes I stand back here,” the museum guard said, gesturing to the back of the room. “It looks different in the morning when I come in, and different again in the afternoon.” She laughed. “Some people tilt their heads, and bend over and listen. I don’t know what they think they’re gonna hear.”
Seeing the Light
Seeing the Light
Seeing the Light
“Sometimes I go up close, and sometimes I stand back here,” the museum guard said, gesturing to the back of the room. “It looks different in the morning when I come in, and different again in the afternoon.” She laughed. “Some people tilt their heads, and bend over and listen. I don’t know what they think they’re gonna hear.”