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You don't have to explain why your earrings and necklace don't match, just as you don't have to explain to clouds why they drift toward the distance; you don't have to care whether the knot of your belt is standard enough, just as you don't have to teach the waves how to crash against the reefs. The romance of Bohemia is essentially "I exist, I am at ease" — when all the accessories find their most comfortable place on you, when you no longer hesitate about "whether to meet expectations", you become the most vivid embodiment of Bohemia itself: like a poem without rhyme, like a painting without composition, yet more touching than any set of rules.