There’s a statue in the UK made of 100,000 knives to pay tribute to the lives lost due to knife violence.
While it’s a somber subject, I found this comment funny. (hidden in case anyone might have a personal experience with knife violence. If so, don’t open)
I think it’s amazing but it’s got a grim presence about it. I keep thinking of all the death, misery and pain some of those knives may have caused, now bound together for ever
I get the same feeling when I walk around a museum containing un-shot missiles, capable of taking many lives, without being able to see the whites of the eyes.