No, I didn't loose my passport again.
But we had another party in the studio space in honor of the artist that replaced me, Laura Toots' last night (she's a photographer from Estonia).
There was a watermelon, and a sword, and then a very sticky floor.
And there was dancing and watermelon mush with vodka, because the wine was all gone.
And once again, a group of boys wanted to join in the fun, three boys from Leeds to be exact...only this time there were 6 of us to witness it instead of just me and Claudio...and yes, I'm not the only one with pictures.
This place is crazy. I'm going to miss it something fierce.
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