triptych
“Triplets in their bedroom, N.J.” by Diane Arbus, 1963
All good stories start this way, with three blind mice or three little pigs.
There’s also the three-piece suit and the holy trinity, 3-D films, and the three-ring circus that we call life. It was the third day of the third month, and there were three of us. Three’s company? Three’s a crowd? Good things come in threes.
posted by soap at 11:41 am
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I cannot but bow to Sissoula for welcoming Dee to the Dystro-blog in such an eloquent manner. Until our newcomer makes up her mind and chooses an alias non-greeks can read, you are all invited to take shots at guessing who (of the three adorables pictured) is who.
I think the Daltons were 4, and the Marxs were 5. So if it's them, it must be some darn good diguise...
Chili adorably manages to be more cryptic than we are. For the record (only) its Huey, Dewey and Louie.
Now, how could we possibly be of assistance?
A, αυτό δε νομίζω οτι παίζει - παίζει dystrop? Μέχρι τρεις είμαστε παρέα, τέσσερις γίνεται σχέση(aka: relationship), δεεεε μπορώ! :-)
One never knows, Dee. Still, another one might.
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