I've been looking at so much crap recently that my head feels like I just poured some creme into a cup of coffee...which I suppose is all fine except that every black and white urban photograph begins to look like every other and the names turn into alphabet soup. So I guess I am just a tense clusterfuck right now, which made finidng Matt Weber kind of nice. The bastard actually made me laugh a little. He has published a book titled The Urban Prisoner. Here are two highlights from the book preview. I suppose if you are interested in seeing more of his work, you can look the bastard up yourself.
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How come the comments are moderated? Do people usually leave you creepy stuff? Like this?
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(imagine you can hear the breathing, ok?)
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nice.
I moderate posts because otherwise I would get a shit load of advertisement comments.
The breathing, on the other hand, helps me fall asleep at night.
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