last night i dreamt i was at a party with my twin sister. it was a reunion of distant relatives with familiar faces like distorted versions of our oldest memories. on leaving, we found ourselves in another party, this one full of frantic revelry, and then another party, and another, and another, and another, until finally we emerged on a wide boulevard full of brightly lit shops. as we walked through the city at night, we shared our stories, and we laughed when noticed the storefront displays had arranged themselves into funny echoes of our tales
Here’s a compilation of gate pictures from last winter through spring and summer until now. Thanks for the request! I’ll have to post another May one separately next though because I like it.