Pujol is dressed in red pants and a red shirt. The soles of his feet are black from pacing back and forth since 10:00 a.m.
As other patrons chat and enjoy their lunch at the cafe, it at first begins to feel like I'm watching a caged animal at a zoo. Pacing.
I remember hearing that observers should feel the flow of the meditative public art performance.
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