[It may not be Milan’s most refined installation, but this pink pump perched atop an old red fiat never ceases to make me smile to myself. It sits there amidst parked cars—just at roof/head level—saying, “Oh come on. Get your priorities straight.” My grandmother would’ve agreed. “I’d spend my last sou on a nice pair of shoes.” Voilà.]

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