For day two, I bring you the most terrifying statue/sculpture I think I’ve ever come across. I think it was supposed to be heart-wrenching, but to me it hits home in a place that awakens a kind of horror only felt when thinking about things like declawing cats, or accidentally eating moldy yogurt, or that time on Lost when Sayid shoved splinters underneath Sawyer’s fingernails. If you think I’m just being dramatic, it’s because you can’t see that baby’s eyes. They will disappear into your brain and re-emerge in your nightmares.
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