
She’s trying to figure out if this is something she needs to tear apart…

…or is it something she can put up with.
She decided she was OK with it. 🙂
A place for my photos and thoughts and stuff.

She’s trying to figure out if this is something she needs to tear apart…

…or is it something she can put up with.
She decided she was OK with it. 🙂

It Bigfoot, I was helpless to resist.

She totally SWEARS she is innocent.

he’s doing a little self-reflection…

There were a few people around here and there. All were doing what I was doing: wandering around filming the desolation.


There was one establishment open in the food court. Don’t ask me why.

Looks like a bunch of lost souls waiting for the end.



This was one of the only open businesses: a Japanese vending machine emporium. It was bright and loud and completely empty.

This used to be THE place to go!

There was a movie theatre on the left, and a Round Table Pizza on the right (and a pet shop next door to that).
The sounds of the abandoned kiddie rides echoing in the emptiness was damn creepy.

Time marches on, and indoor malls have largely gone the way of the dodo.

Josie’s ready to rock and roll!

Their hot and sour soup is the BOMB!
Where to start with this thing? I guess what it all comes down to for me is this: sexual exploitation of women (particularly those who cannot consent due to intellectual and emotional deficits) is not a path to their enlightenment. But damn, with enough creativity, you can sure make such a story *look* super neat.
That’s it. That’s my review.

…to the Bolsa Chica mesa.