First, an afternoon full of rummaging in back alleys where we ran into the italian graffiti crew. Then the sun went down. So naturally, Tommy and I cruised over to the next stop.
The next stop = Rooftop penthouses. Sweet. Liberace's penthouse...suite. So many mirrors you can hardly find the walls. So many glazed walls you can barely find the doors.
The doorknobs made me feel like Alice wandering in Wonderland; they were nearly the size of my head.
