Cattle

"They left behind them the splendors of the public rooms and plunged into laybrinthine corridors in the upper rear of the building, passing scores of tiny offices divided by prefabricated partitions in which the BOSS batallions labored under the humming air-conditioning units. Very few people raised their heads as the three of them passed.

'Cattle.' Bonny nudged Daniel. 'How can they stand life in this abbatoir of the spirit?'"

- shamelessly lifted from Elephant Song by Wilbur Smith

The face that stops traffic

... on a regular basis - I dare add.

warm...


warmer...


disco!


Disclaimer: Before anybody starts pointing out, I'm gonna do it myself.
I hereby declare that I shot this picture in shitty light using a shitty camera. The only thing that surpasses my camera and the illumination in its shittiness is my absolutely shitty sense of comic timing.
If anything in these pictures looks even remotely good, I am not - repeat, NOT - responsible for it, and any sign of wit in this post is purely an accident.