At first I thought this was an ironic installation piece somewhere in the East Villiage, but then I saw the Aryan child and her father gazing at the stained glass... and OH MY GOD it is REAL. You're a brave, brave soul for documenting this!
Mouse - Actually it was just a virtual tour with photos that I nabbed (ahem, I'm a Junk Thief, no) from others. I don't think I could survive an actual tour.
Location: San Francisco, California, United States
JunkThief is your typical Gallic Jew boy born on the Great Plains, went to Gotham and Ouagadougou and Kathmandu before settling in San Francisco's Mission District. Now he searches the dark alleys of that city to find good conversation, Weimar culture and (but of course) the perfect door knob.
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Ou est la, le jardin des moments precieuses?
Susan - Carthage, Missouri.
At first I thought this was an ironic installation piece somewhere in the East Villiage, but then I saw the Aryan child and her father gazing at the stained glass...
and OH MY GOD it is REAL.
You're a brave, brave soul for documenting this!
Jill - Oh, I think they need to bring it to the East Village!
this is very frightening. I'm happy you survived!!
Mouse - Actually it was just a virtual tour with photos that I nabbed (ahem, I'm a Junk Thief, no) from others. I don't think I could survive an actual tour.
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