Within the sprawling landscape of Kew Gardens stands a giant green house called the Palm House.

It is floor-to-ceiling glass panes, with a chaotic display of tropical plants inside.

The surface is covered with emerald patina and the space bursts with good vibes.

This place is everything pristine is scared of.

To wear its blemishes proudly, to allow uncertainty shape its personality, and to embrace imperfection.

And maybe when we get over a fragile priority like pristine..

We could grow like the Palm House too.

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