During the day we stopped by some antic kinda store in which you could find everything from an old rusty knife to the first album of the Spice Girls. But the only thing that really caught my attention were broken dolls, sitting on an old IBM computer. I wanted to take a picture but the guy who was holding the store told me I could not and so I did not -my gangsta vibe kinda ran away when it saw that hulkic mountain of muscles and so I thought I could stay calm for a while, at least for as long as I was in his shop-.
But it gave me some ideas for some pictures and here are them. (Well, some of them.)
Enjoy. Or not.
Hope you did not really care about those weird faces -and hope that if you did, you laughed-,