17 July 2009

The Mean (And Confusing) Streets Of Sydney


It's five in the morning. I'm leaving for the gym.

I pass by this terrible sight.

I pause. I know I'm looking at a crime but I can't decide what sort.

Is this a murder scene? Has the killer mutilated his victim?

Or.

Is this just a very naughty bear, exposing himself?

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