There's this thing, known as The World... I try to avoid it as much as possible, but sometimes I am actually forced to confront it. The World is a hideous creature that resides in a deadly place often referred to as Outside, and right now it's a cold place indeed. Raining too.
As the daily toil of administrative labour erodes my will to leave my bedroom of a morning, I'm slowly getting used to having money again. Yet as the overwhelming crush of being a taxpayer drags me into increasingly frequent confrontations with The World, I'm beginning to think... maybe I need to marry a rich old woman? What'dya think? XD









When will you actually be putting more stuff up?
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Art Is Short For Artificial!
Are You Joining The Army Pushing Imagination Over Reality?
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Eric Daoust Photographer
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