Two friends, 365 days.
season-based chores
produce rollodrome
for all the filth, my city sparkles
in the toy and in the eyes
time to garden!
in which a bunch of ladies had brunch, rooftop cocktails, and a picnic
meanwhile, back at the ranch
use the damn thing
dance because you want to
moment of calm
work worn grey/florescent fuchsia end of the day
ooh ooh pick me
portrait
commuter’s vignette
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