I was just thinking the perpetual rain, the run down aesthetics, the synth soundtrack were making it a bit blader runner and lo and behold he dreams of sunshine.
Now the city’s boiling in 105 F heat.
I was just thinking the perpetual rain, the run down aesthetics, the synth soundtrack were making it a bit blader runner and lo and behold he dreams of sunshine.
Now the city’s boiling in 105 F heat.
Fashion has gone the way of…well I don’t even know how to describe it….sackcloth.
Who designed this room?! It’s got terrible flow, you’ve got booths surrounding a central pillar. People are going in for forms yet also lining up and this goes at least to 180 degrees. This is line-up nightmare.
That’s Bruce Davison, and he looks so sweaty it’s almost as if he’s about to
again.