It took me, oh, I don’t know, 20 minutes to figure out what was going on here. Turns out, my man pulled up his hoodie and then leaned away from the window.
Still, it gave me nightmares (mostly because the idea of falling asleep on the bus and missing my stop is so stressful.)
It took me about 10 minutes of staring — literally staring — at this photograph before I could walk away knowing it wasn’t a dad carrying a headless boy into the pool to go swimming.
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