I had a catch-up with my lovely friend Irina on monday, which led to some time in the city. I was hunting for some specific and apparently impossible to find paint. I failed, but managed to see some good people instead, which is surely better than paint.

I saw this beautiful window installation at Pieces of Eight. I talked to Bonita in Zoologie. I hid in the cave at Alice. I got too tired to ride home, so caught the train with my bike. I saw a woman in a Picachu onesie on the train.

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