Sinister, grotesque, yet somehow strangely compelling.
The prepubescent McCartney with his gigantic eyebrows, the disturbingly feminine Ringo, the disconcertingly misdirected gaze of this parallel universe George, and finally, the dead-eyed 1000 yard stare of the evil Genghis Khan-alike John.
The Beatles that you could surely only Meet in a nightmare that would haunt your waking hours.
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