Jirí Jíru Swinging grannies, Slovakia, 1966 From “Poetry of Totalitarian Regime”, Prague. Not so sure that they are happy to be living in a totalitarian regime. Maybe they are just happy to be together.
You can choose to live your life with the joy of the front row or solemness of the third row. The choice is yours. That's me in the front row with my joy. Those are my coworkers in the third row. Every day is a struggle to keep them from killing my joy.