Stop! In the name of (cheesy bad 70s) love!


red means hold it right there.

The photo is Alex in our NYC hotel (hers, her roommate’s & mine), demonstrating the funky lighting that came standard in the funky bathroom. A cockroach or two also came standard.

In other news, boy am I tired. It’s surprising how exhausted you can get, sitting around and doing nothing for days on end.

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