There is a particular kind of place - and they are rare - wherein the act of simply being inside feels like a contribution to something larger than yourself. Not quite a museum, nor restaurant, nor concert hall, though a delicate balance of all three. A place where the past has not been archived or cordoned off behind velvet ropes, but instead set out a…
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