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RUN CHAIR RUN!! Motts is after you!
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That cut, in black with a patent leather belt? It'll be on the wall at "Hot Gothic" next season ... watch.
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What an wonderful shot! That little intrusion of happy light and trees at the end of the dank hallway. A glimpse of freedom.
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If anything puts fear into the hearts of man, this would be it!
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The ultimate childhood horror! First you must clean the room and then you must see the dentist!
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I can honestly say that this is the first morgue door that I have ever seen that actually looks like what you would think of as a morgue door. Very brooding and forboding.
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Doesn't exactly look vacant, does it?
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What I meant to say before I accidentaly hit the "submit comment" button was that this photo invokes the excitement of a potential storm. I think the element of danger in a storm adds to the excitement.
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I have always loved storms from childhood on. They always send a kind of excitement through me. Even recently when the creek around my new-to-us house was flooding and I was running around like a maniac picking everything up off of the floor and low laying spots that I could I paused to watch the lightening spreading out across the sky and appreciate the deep rumble of the thunder. (The creek got to about 4 feet from our front stoop and then began to recede, we got lucky this time!)
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Dejavu on those last two comments?

I think that this is a nice "classic" design that would flatter many body types. Except for the pink, I would wear this. This style is becoming popular again, only with a modern flair. I think it would have a belt instead of the button detailing.
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"I'll grind your bones to make my bread" or in this case, "I'll grind your taters to make my stew"!

I do believe in ghosts, in fact my parents home has acquired one. Many years ago we used to have this little bi**h of a white cat that used to jump on our heads and scratch us all the time. Once she got out (she was an indoor cat) and was killed by the dog next door. About two weeks later, the sightings began. Mostly you see her slipping along the hallway in the dark. She used to slip past your feet when you went to the kitchen hoping for a snack. She never appears in the part of the house that was added on since she died. Scared the hell out of my current fiancee once. After we dated for a few months he said to me "how come you hardly ever see that little white cat of yours, is it really that shy?" I said "what little white cat? We only have that big orange one". He says "The one that keeps getting under my feet in the hallway". So I said "Well, the only little white cat that we have had has been dead for five years". After that he always turned on the hall light when passing through it! People still ask about our little white cat. Most not having known previously that we even used to have one.
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It looks as though someone sat there for a long time and read read read!
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it does indeed end now, it wanst my intention to offend anyone at all..... but im pretty sure its the last time i post anything
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Opinions are great! Just make sure that they are educated to prevent people from becoming offended from them. This site is for artistic records of the past, however Mr. Motts allowed people to comment below so that they can share their personal experiences and knowledge with others. You were not dealt the wrong end of any stick; you simply tipped an already shaky scale.

I hope this exchange does end now to prevent people from running away from the site.
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The large box is where the tapeworm lives.