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Carpets.

Ever since the dawn of time man has separated himself from the lifeless earth beneath him with carpets.


Nowhere has this renunciation of man’s transience been more joyous or uplifting than in the medium of airport carpets.


From Santiago to Sydney, from Bishkek to Boston, the airport carpet sings out its inviolable song, a sign of man’s refusal to go drably into that dark night of international travel.


Such aesthetic intimacy, poetry and passion has for too long gone unnoticed by the modern traveler.


Until now.

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