Superb worst from Ljuke. Ljuke says…Backstory: I have been using the Oats Street train station every week day for about three years now and I can’t remember a time in which this used franger wasn’t sitting in the sand just outside. Recently it disappeared and I felt a little sad, thinking that some council worker must have finally removed it after it’s three year tenure. Then, after about a week, it reappeared, seemingly scraped from under the sand by the tyres of a parking car. So there it is, in all it’s glory. A true story of survival against the odds. It should also be noted that this is not the only condom I’ve seen adorning the Oats Street station. Perhaps some commuters just get too anxious waiting for their trains. Or (as I like to think), maybe some people are just flat out turned on by public transport.
Fantastic Ljuke. is that an ultrasmall in the background too?