Carnival of Dead Hearts
Here are two. The one with the fiery halo and the one with the killer smile.
A photo-op I couldn't resist.
Remember - we don't live forever here, it only seems like an eternity...
When you live here, it only seems like an eternity.
Yes, here it is - the symbol of the place we live. It's a giant Amish man, holding a primitive rake.
It is emblematic of the culture here, the kinds of things with which we amuse ourselves.
It's kitschy, plain, and ominous. A strange collection of counter-intuitive interests.
When you push a small, nondescript button behind the figure, it talks in Pennsylvania Dutch dialect.
We gotta go, soon...
connections...
...days of wonder