I have to assume that, for other people, walking into my room feels a lot like walking into howl's room: there's a lot of shit to look at and a not insignificant amount of it looks suspiciously like dildos

I have to assume that, for other people, walking into my room feels a lot like walking into howl's room: there's a lot of shit to look at and a not insignificant amount of it looks suspiciously like dildos