Sam had never truly understood certain things before.
For instance, why so many people pursued what they called thrills, to the point of disregarding the opinions of others and engaging in shocking, scandalous behavior that invited disdain.
What was the meaning behind those bold photographs, those so-called moments of 'exhibitionism'?
However, gradually, the Sam of today has stopped pondering these questions.
The world is inherently diverse and inclusive. It doesn't need to do anything; humanity is like an overgrown tree, with branches steadfastly reaching upwards, a presence that seemingly commands everyone's respect.
And those blossoming towards the edges, are they really worthless?
Of course, their existence must be allowed, as should the presence of seemingly meaningless things in our surroundings, in the world around us.
