10 October, 2015

oh, it's so sad to think about the good times, you and I

The Haunted House of Miracles is actually on Moderate land. Be still, my undead heart.



But how's this for cognitive dissonance? This is the front door.



But if one turns away from the door....oh. Oh, dear.



There's...um...not a lot here.



And...yeah, that's about it. I don't think it's worth a visit, frankly.

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heart full of blues, space and time

While I decide if it's too late to back-date posts that contain the last of the Hair Fair pics, I got hit with this when I was listening...