I have a thing about balloons. It's not a phobia as such, I don't freak out at the sight of them and I don't mind the way they feel or smell or anything. I just don't trust them; they lurk unnecessarily in doorways like they're plotting against us, and bob down the road in a completely unnerving manner. I don't think people believe me but I see them All The Time, lurking. I'm going to photograph them to prove I'm not imagining it, this is the first (outside MacDonalds at Archway), see Flickr for more.
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