Hah! I bought a tablecloth in Cambodia decorated with apsaras (topless Angels). First time I used it in the US someone asked, “Why are there boobs on this?” I
was so used to seeing them, I hadn’t even noticed until then.
English🍁in France, got used to all that "art".
It was a trip to Greece that marked me: on the hotel counter at eye level were postcards of statutes made by PRETENTIOUS artists* or perhaps inspired by their donkey.
*Genitals so big & protruding, they could have been used as cloak pegs.