Welcome to my parlor
There’s plenty of room to rest your weary behinds
And loads of ‘melt in your mouth’ cotton candy to feast on
Just be sure to count your fingers before you leave.
Pics taken on the Santa Monica Pier-Edits by Emrys
Carnival of Life
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As the earth spins
And time rolls on
Affection becomes an obligation
Lines deepen into wrinkles
The present becomes the past
And the past history
Front in line steps back
As the weary spine sags towards the ground
The carnival of life stops for no one
It simply goes on