The transcendental face of art is always a form of prayer. — John Berger, Why Look at Animals?
The transcendental face of art is always a form of prayer. — John Berger, Why Look at Animals?
The transcendental face of art is always a form of prayer. — John Berger, Why Look at Animals?
The transcendental face of art is always a form of prayer. — John Berger, Why Look at Animals?
The transcendental face of art is always a form of prayer. — John Berger, Why Look at Animals?
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The transcendental face of art is always a form of prayer.

— John Berger, Why Look at Animals?
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