Ever unrelenting, monsters pace the outer edges. They stare in from dark places that we learn as young children to fear. Places of shame. Places of wild disorder. Places of disobedience.
Places of vanity and cannibalism.
These bejeweled dragons nearly shocked me off the sidewalk with such a spectacle. To retaliate, I bought the plainest socks I could find and nibbled my fingers when no one was watching.
Love this post, love this picture. Very cool!
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