My father worked the late shift as a bathroom attendant. My father was mugged on Martin Luther King Jr. Day. For the rest of his days on earth, my father never celebrated this holiday.

A haunting, post-apocalyptic scene reminiscent of Beksiński's style. The artwork evokes a sense of decay and desolation, presenting a bleak and unsettling vision of a ruined world.

Criado por J em Nov 9, 2021 usando o modelo Artistic gerador de imagens AI.