Moments (Part 2)

A cafe with the ultimate Melbourne door handles. 

 

A picture of Elvis actually made better by being tossed out. But then he is good at leaving buildings.

 

I’m thankful that I am not a lesbin who will incur the wrath of Jessus.

 

It's not all awesome old records and vintage clothing in Melbourne's op shops. There's always at least one piece of cursed kitsch trying to devour your soul. It's so tiresome.