Our Big (Um, Little) Doob Adventure – Part One

The Outdoor Co-ed Topless Pulp Fiction Appreciation Society

IMG_5882It was Christmastime, and one of us was wandering the Upper East Side, ticking items off a shopping list: tinsel, check; lights, yep; presents for the niece; and so on. When what to our wond’ring eyes should appear, but a miniature… Well, what was it? A miniature what? Not a sleigh with eight tiny reindeer — something far more intriguing than that. It was a store filled with miniature people. And pets, but mostly people. And they looked insanely lifelike, like the handiwork of a mad scientist with a shrink-ray in some old sci-fi movie. A shrink-ray combined with a freeze-ray, maybe. Or just a shrink-ray, if the mad scientist wielding it was also a gorgon. Or…

It was a place called Doob.

IMG_7203What Doob does is take photographs of you — 45 photographs, to be exact, all shot simultaneously, by 45 separate cameras in a Westworld-worthy, THX-1138

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