Eternal Egg

Pretty much all cities down here have a war memorial or three. Some even have the ol' eternal flame flickering away for the unknown soldier. We, however, have this, the eternal egg. I know, I know, you're probably asking WTF?! and let me reassure you, you're not alone! Oh no, I'm scratching my head at this one too!

My guess is there were a lot of easter bunnies sent from here. Or, chickens. Stone chickens who laid blood-orange coloured eggs, made of glass, in nests lined with metal medusa hair, perched on marble plinths. Hey, look, I never claimed this shit made sense, but somebody thought this shit was a good fuckin idea. Listen closely and you'll hear a whirring noise, that'll be the unknown soldier spinning in his grave!

Then again, maybe it's the eternal clitoris.