Whenever I'm on Chestnut St. I always try to stop by Past Perfect--it's a sprawling antique store full of rare items I can scarcely afford, but I always come away with some great photos:
Can't you hear this donkey's voice if he were in a cartoon?
Alien autopsy:
Freaking me out:
Black Moses:
Lil baby piss christ:
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I really can hear that donkey's voice as if he were in a cartoon -- perhaps it's his big lifelike eyes.
Some of these items look pretty dismal, I must say--more like Past Imperfect. Nevertheless, they do make great photographic subjects.
Who doesn't love meatballs? I dare you to name one person!
boo-ya! mission accomplished, anyanka! but wouldn't past imperfect imply perfection? chew on that one. anyanka doesn't like meatballs, h headi.
Those baby dolls always freak me out. Expecially the one with the eyes that can close. *Yeesh!*
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