Gibberings

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Log # 539

2008-11-25: Coagulated Twittering

by Eliza Gauger on November 25th, 2008 ~ 11:59:59 PM
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Log # 538

2008-11-18: Coagulated Twittering

by Eliza Gauger on November 18th, 2008 ~ 11:59:59 PM
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Log # 536

2008-11-15: Coagulated Twittering

by Eliza Gauger on November 15th, 2008 ~ 11:59:59 PM
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Log # 535

Paper Street



Paper Street, originally uploaded by vebelfetzer.

by Eliza Gauger on November 14th, 2008 ~ 12:36:15 PM
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Log # 534

Totally



Totally, originally uploaded by vebelfetzer.

by Eliza Gauger on November 11th, 2008 ~ 10:31:54 AM
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Log # 533

2008-11-03: Coagulated Twittering

by Eliza Gauger on November 3rd, 2008 ~ 11:59:59 PM
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Log # 532

Prom



Spooky Prom, originally uploaded by amoelbarroco.

by Eliza Gauger on November 3rd, 2008 ~ 01:51:29 AM
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Log # 531

A Diplo Mix



A Diplo Mix, originally uploaded by vebelfetzer.

by Eliza Gauger on November 2nd, 2008 ~ 05:39:45 PM
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Log # 530

The Medium



The Medium, originally uploaded by vebelfetzer.

Amused instead of revolted by the vile ectoplasmid she’s conjured, the
Medium weathers the cold caress of her pet. What will she command of
it? Some unsavory deed, best left to the already-damned? Mere
amusement for a colleague’s soiree? A personal pleasure, perhaps,
developed over intimate years of truck with the dead? She is enigmatic
and serene, with a demon on a leash.

digital, photoshop

by Eliza Gauger on November 2nd, 2008 ~ 02:07:25 AM
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