Thursday, November 21, 2013

Sex bomb out of Sepulchre

I took many pictures at Pasa de los Museos:

Of gardens.

Of birds.

Of arches. 

Of  fountains.

Of bones. 

Of stairs.

And of course, of me.

And for someone who is climbing out of a crypt, this picture just looks far too enticing. 

The next two days were a blur of presentations and being mildly sick to my stomach the whole time. On Wednesday I recovered my possessions and flew back to Chicago, landing safely late at night into a soft, cold, yet somehow comforting city that is home.

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