As a child, I remember sour candies that made my cheekbones and mouth ache. Maybe it's a taste of my childhood. Over time, I had to give up on them and grow up. When I was little, there were little stalls with sweets and ice cream everywhere. At night, sellers of such stalls could be given a fake bill, before losing it, so that it looked like a real one. And once I tried to pay for sweets with a dollar bill, while I live in Russia... I remember my crazy childhood and crazy actions, in my memories, they taste sour. Artist: Nika Lynas 2000x2800 px 100 dpi jpeg When buying NFT, collector receives an airdrop of the pfp