That dandy little street...I've been watching it, observing it, and now, I'm claiming it. This blog will be about that dainty little street, and the culture around it, and the people that harbor it. Damn...Wish I would've at least got a picture or two of it, hm, oh well.  I will admit though, this is my first blog, and I wasn't so...Willing to make this, and let others see what I see, but then I thought to myself, "You narcissistic bitch, do you think anyone is even interested in the topic anyways? And it's time for you to finally try to attempt to talk to others and not try to scamp away like you always do. Grow the fuck up and do it" and thus, here I am. In this blog, I will show you the tiny shimmer of joy that is remaining in my dulling life. The street itself isn't all that interesting at  first glance; just a mere shadow of the rest of this vast, false hoped city. But, even in a blight filled bucket, you can always find beauty. Since this is my first entry for this half hearted blog, I would like to thank you for reading this exert, and I hope you find it somewhat interesting. The main reason why I have this blog is to show the world beauty in the most unusual places, such as that street. Of course I will be taking photos of many other things though, but since the street itself gave me the inspiration, I would like to introduce you to it. If my camera can work properly for once and not start to glitch up on me....again. I will, of course post pictures of the unique and bazaar findings. I hope you enjoy this blog, and I'll get back to all of you soon.




-Funeral Mouth