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Wherever you look, most things in life seem to carry a shadow.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n


In the dim light of a barn, I stumbled upon a strange hoard: a collection of vintage baby carriages. Dozens of them, lined up in rows or haphazardly stacked, some cradling old-fashioned dolls whose glassy eyes caught the light in unsettling ways. The sight was macabre.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The thought that countless tiny souls had once lain in those prams seemed to seep into the air, thickening it with something cold. In my mind\u2019s eye, I could already see the dolls climbing out, one by one, moving soundlessly to encircle me. Was I merely imagining it, or did I truly hear the soft whir of a wheel turning?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

For years, the dusty prams had been left in storage, meant to one day grace the halls of a baby carriage museum. But that dream never came to pass. I was told the owner had packed them all up, carting them off in search of another home for his peculiar collection.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a9 E n i s \u221e r<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Birth and death are both transitions of coming and going.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Wherever you look, most things in life seem to carry a shadow. In the dim light of a barn, I stumbled upon a strange hoard: a collection of vintage baby carriages. Dozens of them, lined up in rows or haphazardly stacked, some cradling old-fashioned dolls whose glassy eyes caught the light in unsettling ways. The […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1983,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[23,9],"tags":[475,379,476,474],"class_list":["post-1982","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-contemporary-photography","category-stories","tag-dark","tag-darkness","tag-horror","tag-prams"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/enisoor.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1982","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/enisoor.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/enisoor.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/enisoor.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/enisoor.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1982"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/enisoor.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1982\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1999,"href":"https:\/\/enisoor.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1982\/revisions\/1999"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/enisoor.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1983"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/enisoor.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1982"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/enisoor.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1982"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/enisoor.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1982"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}