You’ve laughed, you’ve danced, you’ve sung on her watch, might’ve even reached for her glistening euphoria. In her misty asepsis lair, you might fancy a drink, only to realize she has been watching you all along. “A plastic baby for a drink” they said. They all were looking for plastic babies, and so were you.
Was she a movie? Or was she a Coney Island baby?
as the creator of LOLA I want to eternally digitize what I have left of her in the blockchain galaxy꧁꧂ @thenameslola.ny forever