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NOTE: All photos courtesy of Lyssie and cropped clumsily to fit this space by me.

A lot of stuff happened last weekend. We really barely missed a second. Sleeping was easy and we had all kinds of options and a lot of nice opportunities to pose in front of things.



Charlie Palmer insisted we eat desserts or else he'd be offended. We obliged. Everything at that place was fucking delicious. And the room dividing curtains were metal beads that I had to resist running my fingers through every time I looked behind my seat.



Okay and so. I heart slot machines. That's embarrassing to admit, but I think about that money the way I do about movie ticket money, or museum money, or dinner money. Money spent.

Surprisingly on the last night in town we teamed up with super good luck and we won it all back. Yum.