Wallpaper is nice.

It blends in.  It doesn't offend.  It conceals blemishes, the uneven surfaces and the holes.

It's easy on the eyes.

It's easy on the ears.

I don't want wallpaper.

I want to know that it wasn't perfect, that it was made by a person.  I want to believe that it is real.  I don't want it veiled and pleasantly unaware; it has to be stark naked and rosy-cheeked.

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Here's an example.