zern's
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this place was hell. you need to have seen it to know what i mean. afterwards my skin felt greasy and my insides felt greasy and there was the smell of meat lingering, stuck in the tiny little hairs inside my nostrils. meat and pickled eggs, pink pickled eggs and 6 years old kids with rat tails and leather and cowboy boots and mothers not much older, bellies swollen with fried food and babies, and dying animals. stalls and stalls of everything no one ever needs but feels compelled to buy when they have no money to begin with. I couldn't have left soon enough but there is a part of me that is compelled to go back and capture everything on film. think diane arbus. except, she respected her freaks. am i an awful human being for feeling nothing but disgust? oh america the beautiful.
tara saved a guinea pig. bright side, silver lining. if tara hadn't been there saving a guinea pig i would have had a panic attack.
this place was hell. you need to have seen it to know what i mean. afterwards my skin felt greasy and my insides felt greasy and there was the smell of meat lingering, stuck in the tiny little hairs inside my nostrils. meat and pickled eggs, pink pickled eggs and 6 years old kids with rat tails and leather and cowboy boots and mothers not much older, bellies swollen with fried food and babies, and dying animals. stalls and stalls of everything no one ever needs but feels compelled to buy when they have no money to begin with. I couldn't have left soon enough but there is a part of me that is compelled to go back and capture everything on film. think diane arbus. except, she respected her freaks. am i an awful human being for feeling nothing but disgust? oh america the beautiful.
tara saved a guinea pig. bright side, silver lining. if tara hadn't been there saving a guinea pig i would have had a panic attack.