Humans have always moved stones around. We throw them in the water. Hold them in our hands. Carry them with us. Arranges them to fences, fireplaces, cairns or other shapes, sculptures, landscapes and landart.
Think about a stone you have met in your life.
It can be any stone.
One that you threw in the water /or/ one you kept in your pocket for a while.
One you bought in a shop /or/ one you had in your shoe.
One you gave as a gift /or/ one that was given to you.
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