Strange thing to find on a wall!
Or: frustration (dis)embodied
...time to buy another one!
...my dad always used to tell me (when I was just a wee lass) that I was half a brick high to a tuppenny bit. Or was it two bricks high? Oh dear, it was a long time ago!Nonetheless, here's a portrait of a half-brick.
Have model release
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