The Inferno Trio

Three parts. One hell. The Inferno Trio doesn’t just leave a mark — it leaves emotional scars. Vile in scent, monstrous in form, and born of chaos deep within. By the time the third piece drops, your intestines are weeping and your sphincter is on fire.
It’s not just a dump. It’s a purge.
You don’t wipe — you recover. Slowly. With time, ointment, and silence.
 
Each piece of art (poop) comes with a handwritten thank-you note and a brief explanation.