It could be a living gallery, the obsession of a madman, or just a freak of nature. But my intuition tells me it's some kind of riding dirtay raw grainy scratched dusty distorted depth of field insanity big pimpin' film type stuff. Buckle up killaz, 'cause this fizzle rides tonight!
The recycle bin may be full, but there's plenty of space on the blog.
Stay tOOned...
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