Don Quixote, by Mœbius. 1993.
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
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Sweet Seals For You, Always

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Sade Olutola
Peter Solarz

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Cosmic Funnies
$LAYYYTER

#extradirty
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
noise dept.

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@thenewest-me
Don Quixote, by Mœbius. 1993.
In Real Life, Kirsten Sims
kirstensims.myportfolio.com
Geoffrey Johnson (American, b. 1965, Greensboro, NC, USA) - 1: Interior In Green 2: Sitting Room 3: Savannah, 2011 4: Interior with Paintings Paintings: Oil on Canvas
from “The Picture of Dorian Gray” by Oscar Wilde
Les Hortensias, 1918, Henri Le Sidaner
Details (#2) of Dante and Virgil in Hell (1850), oil-canvas, by William-Adolphe Bouguereau. Living paintings (details) from the movie Beauty, by Rino Stefano Tagliafierro.
On the Way to the Market - Huw Wystan Jones
1859
St Paul’s from the Surrey Side, 1871-73, Charles-François Daubigny
Jack Kerouac on the move in the Lowell-Lawrence football game, 1938
There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another theory which states that this has already happened.
Douglas Adams, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe (via archiemcphee)
Le Chat, Henri Le Sidaner
“There’s something wrong with that boy. He frowns for no reason.” - William S. Burroughs to his secretary after a visit from Kurt Cobain
Bettina Güber
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Y ante la forma en que mi padre ha sido, lloro, por más que la razón me advierta que un cadaver no es trono demolido, ni roto altar, sino prisión desierta.
Duelo, Salvador Díaz Mirón
Svaner, Frits Thaulow