Contradictory Healing

"They carried him in on a make-shift stretcher made of two wooden logs and burlap. He was bleeding heavily; "they got me, the bastards got me." I was a young girl, and my eyes were bright with amazement, I knew what Grandfather was capable of. They laid the man on the stone and Grandfather reached for the crystals and the shells. "C'mon now medicine man, help me."

New series of spent bullet casings repurposed into healing talismans...But,
what is more dangerous? The bullet above...or Alexander McQueen below?

That's just sex right there.