
…and to the Hub. On a long stroll through downtown Tampa, I happened upon Fetish Con again (like I had managed a year before). I didn’t really feel up to a prolonged stay this time around, as I was meeting a friend at the Hub. Next year maybe I’ll be in the mood to shoot more. There’s little escape from the energy that this event creates in that town. The last few moments of our evening were of the delightful fellow pictured propositioning me and Andy to “Go dancing, if we knew what he mean’d.” We would then motion to the several 50 dollar bills he spread on the table. Andy repeated and repeated: “The friendly’s wearing off.”
He never really understood that meant “no.”
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Get mechanical and add shit even after an EMP blast:
Unless you’re rolling pointy con los Barrio Apache Hyphy Crew:
Unless you are rocking this bad-boy:
Shame our animation studio went paperless digital animation process years ago. I’d kill trees all day long with one of these.
Prepare to have your fucking head blow’d off. Well, if you’re a photo geek. Light acceleration with electromagnets. I’ll take one. Analogue is back… in the terabytes.