found in a very small eccentric store, i dont know what the hat means but there were lots of gas masks displayed and even more bongs. in fact the most bongs i have ever seen in one place
the owner loves his ww2 memoribilia but has collected quite a few objects from auctions with terrible imagery i will not be displaying even if its intended for "artistic" use
i recovered this text from the torso of a doll where it was painted in reverse. its a terrible recovery job but it would make an awesome album cover or something
i bought this box for this round of periodical cicadas, they are nearly as old as me so its important
i purchased her from a thrift store, there seem to be no replicas online. her name is nana
Gilman Mine in Colorado was opened in the late 1870s. Due to toxic pollutants it was declared a hazard in 1984. The Eagle River which ran through it turned the color of a ripe tangerine and many families were given 24 hours to evacuate. Today its closed and under the constant surveillance of the local sheriff--only accessible having a getaway car drop you off the side of a steep mountain, or entering throrugh a near-abandoned town and hiking two miles on train tracks. (i opted for the latter.) Besides what's been looted in past years, it remains the same, littered with the gravestones of young miners.
before i reached the lower half of the town, i found a dead yellow bird on the side of the traintracks. i looked it up and it was an american goldfinch, but would have colloquially been referred to as a canary. i found a dead canary on the traintracks outside a mining town
