Before they encased the famed Mona Lisa in a hermetically sealed bullet proof box, she was free to be approached, inspected, and adored. The most famous painting in the world sat vulnerably on a wall in the Louvre when I saw it for the umteenth time. Over the years I have taken pictures of it with onlookers milling about and contemplating her everlasting expression. This particular day became significant for me as the people became a blur, a mystery if you will. A mystery like the painting herself.
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