31/10/2026
Halloween weekend.
By midnight nobody knows who anybody is, which is the entire point.
You’ll have a deep and meaningful with a skeleton. You’ll lose your mate and find three of him. Somebody’s face paint will end up on your shoulder and stay there until Sunday.
Fake blood washes out.
The stories don’t.
Come as somebody else. Behave like it.
📸 KP 📸 Harley Branfield