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On the continuum of Things that Scare the Bajeezus Out of Me, porcelain children’s dolls rank up there with Ronald McDonald and unnaturally large spiders.
Which is why this is just the type of thing that haunts my dreams:
Mexico’s Island of the Dolls (La Isla De Las Munecas) is an isolated weirdfest stuffed full of freaky lost plastic children.
Gliding across the deathly still canal waters on our final approach to La Isla De Las Muñecas (Island Of The Dolls), a nagging sense of dread suddenly grips Bizarre. Through the gnarled branches of the trees that fringe the island, forlorn faces of what look like lost children stare at us with dead eyes.
Sounds delightful, no? Get the disturbing full story (complete with many more photos) at BizarreMag.cmo.