these are the timesdirty beloved



This is really a comment to a posting at Boynton, whose vigilant Cerberian watchcode refuses my linked advances, no matter how well they're typed.

There's a theme here.
A consistency.
More than a random appearance, a facet of the way things are, or in this case, were.
There's humor where none was intended, and sorrow where it was.
As always, in the world of the image, where business is concerned placement and context are everything.
We can track the evolution of the moustache.
And cruel alternatives to the automobile and the horse-drawn shay.
Or simple cruelty as plain as day.
See marvels and mysteries and wonders that beggar description.
And a kind of joy.

My favorites are sad, beautiful, real, and sad and beautiful and real, and more than a little spooky.
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