March 5th, 2014

Roy Batty

"And Heaven will smell like the airport."

Here's the punchline: I'm running late.

In place of an actual entry today, how about a sort of photo essay? I'll give you images, and you can use them to make a story of my yesterday. And I guarantee you it'll be a hundred times better than was my actual day.

First, stale Hell (return to form):

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The rest are behind the cut. Remember: No biting.

Get To It,
Aunt Beast

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