She knows your turf. She's there, treading the same well worn footsteps, glancing at the familiar land marks, the aged signs and the crooked smiles that wrap themselves like blankets around your being. The sudden cracks of laughter that you've heard pierce through the world every evening until it's as familiar as your own elbows. This is home, this is community. Whose community? OUR community.
This is a unique 1/1 artwork by Aslan Ruby. 3600p x 4800p 300dpi.