This is what happened when I had too much junk mail, too much homeworks, and procrastinating mode-on. I cut them subscription postcards into butterflies and hang them.
ATM Machine for human?
Look what I found on the street in Hayes Valley. Somebody got lucky, I guess.
An admirer of the mystery of life, human relations and the beauty of the arts and crafts. Currently a housewife in training and a full-time digiscrapper.
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