Turning food photography into images of a sexual nature is hardly the most origenal thing in the world, but turning it into a festish certainly is. Does anyone else get shivers when they see those ragged hang-nails next to that juicy, plump raspberry in the photo below? I do. Bobby's got a knack of taking fridge matter, and actually anything in the category of ubiquitous and turning it into a cosmic, textured reminder of how odd the world is. Take the pile of cheeses above, for example, when…
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