Accidental street art in Seoul

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Beautiful brass, polished by 10,000 shoes stepping over it every day.

I’m told it signifies the location of subterranean pipes.

Water?  Gas?  Sewage?

What started as a simple interdiction of smoking at this particular point has become a watered-down Maybe-you-can-I-don’t-care-if-you-do.

Wait for another year of abuse of the artwork by pedestrians, and smoking is totally allowed.

A professional abstract artwork has been slipped in.

An artist too shy to profess his/her identity has left a permanent mark in the center of this big city.

Quite a miracle to behold.

A substance in the process of expanding into the letters of the Korean alphabet.

I see a ghost made of paper in an Indonesian shadow puppet theater.

(Ignore the piece on top — it is a mere afterthought)

Action painting in true form.

Note the filigree protuberances running away from the place of eclat.

A microbiologist will see an amoeba.

A symphony in blue.

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