One-day trip to the suburbs. The wires were tangled with roots and leaves across rusted metal gates. Could’ve been an abandoned garage, or a techno club—no way to tell. I couldn’t find a gap to slip through. Just stood there staring. The urge to peep wasn’t driven by desire to see what’s inside, but by the sheer fact that I couldn’t. I didn’t really give a fuck about what was going on behind the bars—what pulled me was the idea that someone might be watching me.
Asymmetrical prints in white, grey, and beige. Each pair varies slightly in placement, but follows the same image. Fits XS-M.
Note: Due to lighting and camera settings, the grey ones might appear in different tones.
One-day trip to the suburbs. The wires were tangled with roots and leaves across rusted metal gates. Could’ve been an abandoned garage, or a techno club—no way to tell. I couldn’t find a gap to slip through. Just stood there staring. The urge to peep wasn’t driven by desire to see what’s inside, but by the sheer fact that I couldn’t. I didn’t really give a fuck about what was going on behind the bars—what pulled me was the idea that someone might be watching me.
Asymmetrical prints in white, grey, and beige. Each pair varies slightly in placement, but follows the same image. Fits XS-M.
Note: Due to lighting and camera settings, the grey ones might appear in different tones.
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