Iron Lung
Iron Lung
Iron Lung
Iron Lung
Iron Lung
Iron Lung
Iron Lung
Iron Lung
Iron Lung
Iron Lung
Iron Lung
Iron Lung
Iron Lung
Iron Lung
Iron Lung
Iron Lung
“From high up above it all, we spit on life. Busy doing man’s work, born in to the filth, we will watch them crawl like insects.”