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I am in the Natural History museum trying to find
my way to the Hall of Human Origins...
I have already seen the Rose Center for Earth and Space, where earth and space were described with models, photographs, and instructional videos.
In the Butterfly Conservatory, I saw wings flutter like fragile heartbeats against the glass.
In the Hayden Big Bang theater, I saw the Big Bang, or what was left of it.
I was educated in the Dana Education Wing, but learned nothing because my humanity did not allow it.
My education did not allow me to be educated.
The Tisch Grand Foyer was grand, but the Starlight Café was NOT lit by stars.
I lost twenty seconds in the Milstein Hall of Ocean Life. A boy was crying by the shark tank, so I gave him a tissue.
The Museum Shop was the Museum Shop was the Museum Shop.
The Small Mammals were near the Moths and kitty-corner
to the Spiders Alive!™ exhibit (closes soon).
In the Morgan Memorial Hall of Gems, I saw sapphires the size of human heads.
The sapphires were priceless.
I tried to discover the Discovery Room, but it was closed for repairs.
I was very late in recognizing the importance of the Hall of Biodiversity.
Oh, the Birds of the World were very happy!
The birds were happy.
The Ross Hall of Meteorites had a mock-up of a planet-buster behind a barrier post and a red velvet rope.
I find the Hall of Human Origins, but it is too late for the tour.