For Now, A Snail Instead

Yes. #1957 here. I had the idea--

--to visit Ste Abattoir des Chevres Pres de la Mer.

And so I did.

But I confess that I am reluctant to post photos of that soulless and preternaturally moribund place. Frankly, I fear that the Elite--and thusly, The Apparatus--will not be amused.

I suppose I can show a little:

of this strange:

and mind bogglingly townless town:

but I am uncertain as to the sensibility of my revealing more.

As always, it is very dangerous to do so . . .


Therefore, for the time being, I thought I'd show a few images of a snail instead:

Forgive me.


Goodbye from Soybean Island,

#1957