Oh my word, there’s so much to say here, so I’ll stick to the stripper pole one. Leaving aside the fact this child couldn’t even be safe from his mother’s sex job in his own living room, I don’t know why but it squigs me out to see a half naked little kid in all these random places where he physically shouldn’t be, like he’s a gremlin or something, just a very creepy feeling. Wedged in an ATM, jammed at top of door frame, up top of stripper pole, it’s icky. Like he’s a circus freak. I’m not describing the feeling very well at all. Maybe it’s because every photo of him is so wrong and we know his fate.